Let Me Slow Down

Mula, the prime breadwinner
Y'all know the vibes. Let's get it
She got me on a different level, and if opposites attract, I'm her God and she my devil

And if we ever break up, she told me never ever settle, cause she coming back around
I moved out of the city, so I flew to her town. She wants royalty and loyalty, I'll hand her a crown
And baby, you protected, I'm from the A-Town. It just so happens to be where the bodies get found
But I ain't dropping them, but I know who popping them

Let me slow down, you heaven sent but hell bound.
I know you a Brooklyn baby, but let me show you a new sound
We the breadwinners, we love God, but we heavy sinners.
And whoever hate, we throwing them a middle finger
Let me slow down, you heaven sent but hell bound.
I know you a Brooklyn baby, but let me show you a new sound
We the breadwinners, we love God, but we heavy sinners.
And whoever hate, we throwing them a middle finger

We have our ups and downs, but tell me how we have more ups than downs
She wanted Mula she was done with the clowns. Want me to fly her out. Want me to hold her down
I'm done with the bird fems, I'm feeling flyer now. I'ma keep it a buck, baby, you fire ow
And I don't smoke, but I'ma keep it a blunt. I'ma tell you what it is, and you tell me what you want

I ain't the strongest out the pack, but I'm far from a runt. I'ma go getter, baby, if it's about the money, I'll hunt
And I seen you from a distance, you was hard to confront. Yeah, I know you spoiled, baby, but I get what I want
Now I gotta learn to deal with a baddie. This wasn't discussed. But I'm the type to adjust
You see my old girls and cringe with disgust. But I had to bag you anyway, it was a must

But don't feel rushed, it's real love, it ain't lust.
We fall apart and retouch, you know that I'm the one to trust
So stay awhile and tune in, cause what we bout to do is confusing. Bonnie and Clyde is approving
Cause you got mine, I got yours. Let's get a penthouse on the top floor
You don't ever got to knock, just open the door.
And we far from cold, we hot. We jump and we soared

You the one I adore, my gun in Cold War.
I know this real love cause I never felt it before
Top tier galore.
Let me slow down, you heaven sent but hell bound.
I know you a Brooklyn baby, but let me show you a new sound
We the breadwinners, we love God, but we heavy sinners.
And whoever hate, we throwing them a middle finger
Let me slow down, you heaven sent but hell bound.
I know you a Brooklyn baby, but let me show you a new sound
We the breadwinners, we love God, but we heavy sinners.
And whoever hate, we throwing them a middle finger