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I know you will do anything for me
That is why I'm calling you my shawty
'Cause I'm commited now
Girl, I'm with it now, tryna be different now
Remember when we started out they said we wouldn't be shit
Me and you a love song, now these hoes want the remix (Yeah)
Nah, I never let 'em toy with me
She treat me like a king, you know loyalty is royalty
Love when she spoil me, she gon' grab the oil we—
Gon' make love all day like we quarantinе
Like we got nothin' to do
I ball fiercе, no Paul Pierce
Come and fuck with the true, you feel me?
Nah, I don't want another, let's ride
Cruising with my shawty from the Upper West Side
But if you steal my heart, do me dirty like a crook
Instead I'll be sayin' Ramaj's version of the hook like

I know you will do anything for me
But I cannot commit to you, baby
Baby, hey
Every day we take for granted, lately
Basically, I can't take this shit no more

I can give you want you yearn for
But don't expect my love if I ain't earn yours
I been outta town with my niggas
Tryna see what's up 'cause you been down for a nigga
You say the only time I come around is for the sex?
Well, I think I only come around for the feelin', tonight
I think the hooptie is unreliable
But I can call an uber to meet you outside or some'
Yo best friend call you stupid but, baby, don't mind her
'Cause she's in need of angels too, I hope she find hers
I been drinkin' wine now, but not a lot
Because I still want to my mind to be clear as fuck
Girl, stop playin', you ain't here to find love, you here to fuck
Touch and kiss with my tongue runnin' through your pussy lips
Aww damn, aww damn
This ain't what we want (No, no)
Aye, this ain't love at all (No, no)
This ain't love at all (No, no)

I'm commited to the game and no hoe could ever change that
Wouldn't get in debt if I ain't think that I could pay it back
Passing by the block, why don't you come in and relax?
Been about a month, what you think? Should we run it back?
Should we run it back? Like a running back
All these hoes on me tryna get attached
But don't get attached, treat me like I'm a distraction
You don't hit me back, I won't have a heart attack
But I know you will do anything for me
Even if I don't make you my shawty

(Her mother told her—)
(Better)
Her mother told her better stay away from people like me
Late nights always roamin' in the streets
Hold on



Credits
Writer(s): Jamar Darrell Brown Core, David Alan Basseliz
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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