Let Me Know (feat. DPezz & Mani Akili)

One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four, five
Tell me baby do you love me, are you down to ride
Said I loved you once and now you're trying to be all mine
Fly you out to Paris baby, let me change your mind

Change your mind baby, waste your time baby
You want this love and I'ma give it every time baby
I'm dropping dimes baby, I'm dropping rhymes baby
The way you love me it just gets me every time baby
I want a piece of you, want to be with you
It's just me and you don't want to hear about no other dudes
So what we finna do, what we finna do
What we finna do when I take you back to my room

One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four, five
Tell me baby do you love me, are you down to ride
Said I loved you once and now you're trying to be all mine
Fly you out to Paris baby, let me change your mind

I'ma say fuck it and spill it
No you ain't got to tell me that you down, just let me know if you with it
Yea I be laying low to the ground, but turning up in the city
That means you got to put the phone down, can't let people see that you with me
She bad and she manage, but a lame nigga left her wounded
Can I be your bandage, I ain't perfect but I'm an improvement
Her standards are high, she fuck with the movement
She be on Louis bag, Jimmy Choo shit
You can just let me know when we can do shit, but I won't say too much, I'ma prove it
Looking behind me, all in my city
She tells me she knows the life but she got out, she said it wasn't really pretty
That just really let me know that she'll let it blow when it gets sticky
Baby let me know you're down, and we can be better than Bobby and Whitney

I said it goes like one, two, three, four, is it me or have you changed your mind
Let me know the truth girl, please, I know that we can't get past all my lies
But if you could give me a chance to show you the things that you want me to do
I've told you a thousand times, these bitches they just cannot compare to you
I'm tired of calling Jack Daniels to cope with the void in my life that you left
Hennessy told me that I should go find some joy in all this pointless sex
Then Jessie and Bailey and Ashley and Patience and Gracie all taught me a lesson
And Vodka and Jim Bean and 1800 couldn't help me to hide the depression
I already made my confession, thinking about you and I get so possessive
Give me a chance at progression
Anxiety is expensive
Just want to know that you're getting this message
Admit that you know
The niggas around you can't fuck with me, that's why you're snapping me, just let it go
My brothers all told me you're probably fucking and I should let you be a hoe
So just don't be mad that I hoe around too, cause baby girl you reap what you sow
All this true love shit is a joke

One, two, three, four
One, two, three, four, five
Tell me baby do you love me, are you down to ride
Said I loved you once and now you're trying to be all mine
Fly you out to Paris baby, let me change your mind

I said it goes like one, two, three, four, is it me or have you changed your mind
Let me know the truth girl, please I know that we can't get past all my lies