Conditions
Demon child, who'd ever thought I'd find a angel
Beautiful, you looking good from all angles
Them old bitches left me scarred but where that pain go
They gone, and now you my toxic addiction
This wasn't supposed to happen, you were supposed to be a mission
Done turned into my mistress now we discussing conditions for my heart
For my heart
For my heart
For my heart
For my heart
For my heart
You got my heart
You got my heart
You know you got my heart
You know you got my heart
This never been a fling, you always been a queen
Be looking so damn good, be doing that shit with ease
I grew up round them hustlers so I don't give shit for free
But I gave you my heart, and it ain't cost a thing
It ain't cost a thing
Baby you like a drug, you know i'm a fein
Like come here, tell me about your day that shit make me weak
If I give you my heart, it ain't no in-between
Now let me do that thing, I know how to make scream
Hands behind your back, pussy dripping water like marine
If I hit that spot, then you know that it'll make you sing
Trying to drip you in that new Celine
You got my heart
You got my heart
Know you got my heart
You got my heart
Know you got my heart
You got my heart
You got my heart girl
Baby got my heart
Beautiful, you looking good from all angles
Them old bitches left me scarred but where that pain go
They gone, and now you my toxic addiction
This wasn't supposed to happen, you were supposed to be a mission
Done turned into my mistress now we discussing conditions for my heart
For my heart
For my heart
For my heart
For my heart
For my heart
You got my heart
You got my heart
You know you got my heart
You know you got my heart
This never been a fling, you always been a queen
Be looking so damn good, be doing that shit with ease
I grew up round them hustlers so I don't give shit for free
But I gave you my heart, and it ain't cost a thing
It ain't cost a thing
Baby you like a drug, you know i'm a fein
Like come here, tell me about your day that shit make me weak
If I give you my heart, it ain't no in-between
Now let me do that thing, I know how to make scream
Hands behind your back, pussy dripping water like marine
If I hit that spot, then you know that it'll make you sing
Trying to drip you in that new Celine
You got my heart
You got my heart
Know you got my heart
You got my heart
Know you got my heart
You got my heart
You got my heart girl
Baby got my heart
Credits
Writer(s): Rayshaun Thompson
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