S!OW

Got ash on my body, I'm high
I flick it off, I'm gone
I'm feeling lost
Feeling low
This love thing cost so much
Feeling lost
Feeling low

This bitch got me smoking when I wake up
Getting high as fuck
And the sun not even up
And I miss that bitches touch
She already wished me luck
On my way
She said get of my face
I said baby whatchu mean
Baby whatchu mean I know you'll call me in a day
So I waited I was patient
Bitch didn't hit me up
On some fake shit
Now I'm moving slow On some laced shit
Praying and I hope that I make it

Ain't nobody praying for a nigga
Tryna get my hands on all these fucking figures
I like the way she act when I'm wit her
All lovely and submissive
I like the way she act when I'm wit her
I'm on the road
Going a hundred but this shit feel slow
Damn these drugs is taking a toll
Damn moving so slow
Taking a toll

Damnnnn
I hope I know who I am
Taking all these fucking chances

So I waited I was patient
Bitch didn't hit me up
On some fake shit
Now I'm moving slow On some laced shit
Praying and I hope that I make it
That I make it

Girl I'm moving slow
Girl I'm moving slow
Tell me what it is
I need to know
I wanna know
I'm moving slow



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Writer(s): Jesse Samples
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