Love Me Long
Okay I walk into the spot
Headphones on
Cause I could a fuck bout what's their goin on
These bitches got me hot
Gotta air off dawg
Hit them with the Curry
You a airball thrown
See I could give a fuck bout what's there going on
I feel like Biggie pops
Left em all dead wrong
I'm in and out the spot
Like a shop in a mall
And the cops want me rot
And not to cop
Want me gone
(Ah)
I just told this shawty love me long or leave me lone
I lit up the whole lot with the pot
Now I'm blown
She might do the same thing much to my atonement
She got me fucked up tryna check up on my phone
See I ain't worried bout em dawg
We ran through em all
And I ain't tryna hit em up
I can't get involved
Fuck it I'm a goat dawg
Live life like it's golden
Rather claim my light for my life gets stolen
Crept out of the lair like the fuck you niggas on
See all you niggas lacking dawg
No touch no control
Circle round the block like a box and a donut
She might let me hit ain't no difference cause we grown
I be on other shit
Shit that they ain't on
And baby let me hit while we lit
Like we glowing
I be on some other shit
Shit that they ain't on
Boy they got me wrong
Okay I walk into the spot
Headphones on
Cause I could a fuck bout what's their goin on
These bitches got me hot
Gotta air off dawg
And I hit them with the Curry
You an airball thrown
See I could give a fuck bout what's there going on
I feel like Biggie pops
Left em all dead wrong
I'm in and out the spot
Like a shop in a mall
And the cops want me rot
And not to cop
Want me gone
Headphones on
Cause I could a fuck bout what's their goin on
These bitches got me hot
Gotta air off dawg
Hit them with the Curry
You a airball thrown
See I could give a fuck bout what's there going on
I feel like Biggie pops
Left em all dead wrong
I'm in and out the spot
Like a shop in a mall
And the cops want me rot
And not to cop
Want me gone
(Ah)
I just told this shawty love me long or leave me lone
I lit up the whole lot with the pot
Now I'm blown
She might do the same thing much to my atonement
She got me fucked up tryna check up on my phone
See I ain't worried bout em dawg
We ran through em all
And I ain't tryna hit em up
I can't get involved
Fuck it I'm a goat dawg
Live life like it's golden
Rather claim my light for my life gets stolen
Crept out of the lair like the fuck you niggas on
See all you niggas lacking dawg
No touch no control
Circle round the block like a box and a donut
She might let me hit ain't no difference cause we grown
I be on other shit
Shit that they ain't on
And baby let me hit while we lit
Like we glowing
I be on some other shit
Shit that they ain't on
Boy they got me wrong
Okay I walk into the spot
Headphones on
Cause I could a fuck bout what's their goin on
These bitches got me hot
Gotta air off dawg
And I hit them with the Curry
You an airball thrown
See I could give a fuck bout what's there going on
I feel like Biggie pops
Left em all dead wrong
I'm in and out the spot
Like a shop in a mall
And the cops want me rot
And not to cop
Want me gone
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Writer(s): Zain Ntuli
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