Love You Like
Who gon' really love you like me
(Nobody)
Who gon' have your back in these streets (nobody)
Who gon' really practice what they preach
(Nobody)
Who gon' really love you like
You think I'm the enemy I'm bad to myself
She think I got tendencies
That's bad for my health (health)
Baby said she don't see me I'm all about self (Self)
You think I got demons in me look at yourself
How the fuck I'm supposed to know what's Wrong if You do not tell?
Niggas acting like they know me know me so Well
Keep on going fourth, Im going fourth I really Propel
I can tell your falling fell on my face aswell
Fell on my face flat, love you can't take it Back
Crash I break ya' back, cash I'm makin that'
Imma' make it back don't go chasing that
Don't go chasing that
(Yeah)
Who gon' really love you like me?
(Nobody)
Who gon' have your back in these streets (nobody)
Who gon' really practice what they preach
(Nobody)
Who gon' really love you like
I don't need to be to popular
Baddies in my in my DM's
And they keep on popping up
She said she can't trust me and she takin all Her stuff
Niggas think we see em' and they think they Stopping us (yeah)
Your love make me sick so all this cash I'm coughing up
She ain't comin' back until a Nigga power up
Smoke on powerpuff I cannot do the powder Stuff
Green up in my pocket baby alligator croc
Roll it up and cut
Who gon' really love you like me
(Nobody)
Who gon' have your back in these streets (nobody)
Who gon' really practice what they preach
(Nobody)
Who gon' really love you like
(Nobody)
Who gon' have your back in these streets (nobody)
Who gon' really practice what they preach
(Nobody)
Who gon' really love you like
You think I'm the enemy I'm bad to myself
She think I got tendencies
That's bad for my health (health)
Baby said she don't see me I'm all about self (Self)
You think I got demons in me look at yourself
How the fuck I'm supposed to know what's Wrong if You do not tell?
Niggas acting like they know me know me so Well
Keep on going fourth, Im going fourth I really Propel
I can tell your falling fell on my face aswell
Fell on my face flat, love you can't take it Back
Crash I break ya' back, cash I'm makin that'
Imma' make it back don't go chasing that
Don't go chasing that
(Yeah)
Who gon' really love you like me?
(Nobody)
Who gon' have your back in these streets (nobody)
Who gon' really practice what they preach
(Nobody)
Who gon' really love you like
I don't need to be to popular
Baddies in my in my DM's
And they keep on popping up
She said she can't trust me and she takin all Her stuff
Niggas think we see em' and they think they Stopping us (yeah)
Your love make me sick so all this cash I'm coughing up
She ain't comin' back until a Nigga power up
Smoke on powerpuff I cannot do the powder Stuff
Green up in my pocket baby alligator croc
Roll it up and cut
Who gon' really love you like me
(Nobody)
Who gon' have your back in these streets (nobody)
Who gon' really practice what they preach
(Nobody)
Who gon' really love you like
Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm Clarke
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