Christian

(Don't nobody got you like I do)
(Can't nobody ask you the right moves)
(You know your flaws and no one makes you feel more through)
(I wish I had all the answers on your part)

Yea come here let me talk to you for a second
Next to you the closest that I'd probably get to Heaven
He was playing mind games leaving bad impressions
Saw your broken heart and thought that he could go and take advantage
He a bad boy ain't that what you choose him for
He a pain in the ass probably why they named him Roid
Trying to save you like I'm in the Army on a deploy mission
Time to open up your heart where the key for it
Yea I'm smooth with the words I ain't a pimp though
This a mixture of the Gunna and that Drake flow
Limo tint my ride baby we can lay low
Or make a movie in the bed if you want to be seen
Have you singing Falsetto but I ain't a dream I'm the real thing
Have you addicted to this dope dick just like a fiend
Just take a deep breath baby breathe

And I ain't got to spit game
Whisper something in your ear and watch how quick the weather change
Have you high off life like you flying a plane
I really put in work I ain't worried about the fame
Yea lil mama bad but she better stay in her lane
You really want love I can tell how you came
Well come and get with me and watch your outlook on life
It'll never be the same

Just be cool like John Travolta certain shit for little birds and I hang with vultures
Follow through with my promises don't get your hopes up
Have a baby by me baby let's do it for the culture
I still pick up pretty pennies me having two pennies starting to make sense
If I think a penny's pretty just know that you're a dime
In other words I can change your outlook I ain't lying
They say that love is blind but is it really worth it it's already so hard to find
A couple years and it don't work ain't a waste of time
Just getting you closer to knowing what's your kind

And you ain't got to be the clingiest
I'm headed out just know I'm coming home to you every evening
I'm the real Gunna I ain't with all that singing shit
And I got it on my own I ain't the neediest
We all say the same words they don't put it how I put it
Do the same things they don't do it how I do it
I can make you feel special baby there's a difference
I be with demons of course I need my Christian

(On a Saturday trying to make it home to you baby)
(Never know it's gone be amazing but we can't lie it's amazing)
(Let's just talk about us if we really are)
(They only love me cause they see me getting money now)
(Fuck the whole front row at the show if you ain't there)