Last Letter/Knew Me Better
Last letter thought you knew me better
Running from the truth Not gone make me better
Yeah it's up to you But I'll never settle
For the clue me and you can we make it better
Last letter thought you knew me better
But when it comes to you this is leather weather
Yeah I think we knew should've been together
Fine wine white dusk and we back together
We talked it over brought the Stella rose
Stella Pink, Stella Berry know how Stella goes
And you wasn't thinking thinking Stella knows
And you know I had to weigh the pros
Aint no Cons this was fun
Gotta make a run
Before the truth and the ending
Yeah this was so fun
I been out hiding sining
I been at the killing
Bringing souls through to earth
Never met my Mrs,
Slanging dirt, Papa Smurf
Never with the cripping
I been out adding numbers never had subscriptions
When you talk I listen and i'm still not granting wishes
When You loved me it was me don't do no sneak dissing
Always tuned in I been getting ruthless
On the one that should've left me yeah she clueless
And the ones that i'm abusing they snoozing
Should've left the game alone I guess I'm tuned in
Missed the end, here again fucking setting trends
Late night conversations here we go again
I'll intentions what I'm missing can we be friends
Heating up all summer call me uncle ben
Last letter thought you knew me better
But when it comes to you this is leather weather
Yeah I think we knew should've been together
Fine wine white dusk and we back together
We talked it over brought the Stella rose
Stella Pink, Stella Berry know how Stella goes
And you wasn't thinking thinking Stella knows
And you know I had to weigh the pros
Texting shit
Checking shit
That's my Texas chick
Texas pic
Sexing shit
That's my Dallas pick
Selling it
The Melanin
She a goddess shit
She riding in
Sliding in
Omg I'm in
This is sin
Missed the end
Can we fuck again
Don't tell a friend
Not again
Can we fuck as friends
I'm true to blend not new to this
Can we text again
Or baby maybe we can sex again
I been out stealing wheeling bout to make a killing
I been out big living But I'm in my feelings
Get it out I'm willing When she gone I fucking miss it
Weezy no ceilings and they know I'm big chilling
This ain't hoe business why your friends in my business
We ain't goals really And I think it's no kizzy
Summer flings ain't no rings I been getting busy
Acting real different when I think you know really
Maybe love maybe it's a business
Who really winning
When involving feelings
Who really winning
When we all sinning
I loved the chase never liked the ending.
Running from the truth Not gone make me better
Yeah it's up to you But I'll never settle
For the clue me and you can we make it better
Last letter thought you knew me better
But when it comes to you this is leather weather
Yeah I think we knew should've been together
Fine wine white dusk and we back together
We talked it over brought the Stella rose
Stella Pink, Stella Berry know how Stella goes
And you wasn't thinking thinking Stella knows
And you know I had to weigh the pros
Aint no Cons this was fun
Gotta make a run
Before the truth and the ending
Yeah this was so fun
I been out hiding sining
I been at the killing
Bringing souls through to earth
Never met my Mrs,
Slanging dirt, Papa Smurf
Never with the cripping
I been out adding numbers never had subscriptions
When you talk I listen and i'm still not granting wishes
When You loved me it was me don't do no sneak dissing
Always tuned in I been getting ruthless
On the one that should've left me yeah she clueless
And the ones that i'm abusing they snoozing
Should've left the game alone I guess I'm tuned in
Missed the end, here again fucking setting trends
Late night conversations here we go again
I'll intentions what I'm missing can we be friends
Heating up all summer call me uncle ben
Last letter thought you knew me better
But when it comes to you this is leather weather
Yeah I think we knew should've been together
Fine wine white dusk and we back together
We talked it over brought the Stella rose
Stella Pink, Stella Berry know how Stella goes
And you wasn't thinking thinking Stella knows
And you know I had to weigh the pros
Texting shit
Checking shit
That's my Texas chick
Texas pic
Sexing shit
That's my Dallas pick
Selling it
The Melanin
She a goddess shit
She riding in
Sliding in
Omg I'm in
This is sin
Missed the end
Can we fuck again
Don't tell a friend
Not again
Can we fuck as friends
I'm true to blend not new to this
Can we text again
Or baby maybe we can sex again
I been out stealing wheeling bout to make a killing
I been out big living But I'm in my feelings
Get it out I'm willing When she gone I fucking miss it
Weezy no ceilings and they know I'm big chilling
This ain't hoe business why your friends in my business
We ain't goals really And I think it's no kizzy
Summer flings ain't no rings I been getting busy
Acting real different when I think you know really
Maybe love maybe it's a business
Who really winning
When involving feelings
Who really winning
When we all sinning
I loved the chase never liked the ending.
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Writer(s): Montell Walton
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