Crying out for help

In one mile, turn left on Garden Avenue
Playing with me but that shit is a no-no
Yeah, yeah
Playing with me but that shit is a no-no, mmm
How could I trust you, no, I'm on a dolo
She on my dick up and down like a pogo
Say that I'm pretty, she might take a photo, mmm
Ride with a .40, I feel like I'm Rambo
Came out of nothing, you know I went solo
Say those words, but with your eyes
One more night, black candlelight
Give me time, I can rewind
I'm not divine, but you don't mind
Don't you remember I was crying out for help
For help, for help
Hop out the coupe, stunt on your bitch, I might as well
Might as well, might as well
Switch up, switch up
Kicking down doors like a stick up, stick up
Shе suck my dick then she hiccup, hiccup
No, you not gang, you not with us, with us
I keep my heat, don't gеt lit up, lit up
I didn't know I'd be this up, this up
Me and my pills had to split up, split up
Came out the zoo like gorillas, for reala
I saw that body in a fucking box
I said to get up, I said to get up
Crying on the floor, I was fucking lost
I feel so mixed up, I might just slip up
Playing with me but that shit is a no-no, mmm
How could I trust you, no, I'm on a dolo
She on my dick up and down like a pogo
Say that I'm pretty, she might take a photo, mmm
Ride with a .40, I feel like I'm Rambo
Came out of nothing, you know I went solo
Say those words, but with your eyes
One more night, black candlelight
Give me time, I can rewind
I'm not divine, but you don't mind
Don't you remember I was crying out for help
For help, for help
Hop out the coupe, stunt on your bitch, I might as well
Might as well, might as well



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Morgan, Davis Wilson
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