Peter

She put that Mero in Camo
We never run out of ammo or candles
Tasting that goodie cookie looking more like a sample
Shooting it up like I'm Rambo
Don't need a Lamb to speed off
You need somebody to break off
Well I guess that's all
Fuck

Uh, why do we fall in love
Yeah
Chemical imbalance
Psych nah
Psych nah

She calls me Peter
Met in the theater, eyes shine like they were too eager (uhh)
If only she didn't hate my own little two-seater (Nah)
Hey mama drama, really wish you could try and meet her [Why]
Oh, uh, 'cause she calls me Peter

Thought she was cute, thought she was hot
Back to my roots, see through the plot
She left me mute, I'll speak when I rot
(Death ain't so lonely)
We had fun on Coney Island, was wildin'
Still wouldn't gamble on us, that shit childish
Please don't ask [Why]
Oh yeah, 'cause she calls me Peter

Speed through my life, she don't know how I'm spending my nights (Okay, yeah)
Met my speed demon, brake without reason, reading my rights (Okay, yeah)
All on the news, they thinking I'm either dead or seeing the lights
Outta mind, outta sight
In other news, local resident
Peter

You call it high school love, I caught me bug, this shit got me sick to my stomach
Honestly, who could I trust when I know that lust got power higher than the summit
(Sorry) was in a rush, I wanted to fuck, still not a reason to rush it
(Never that, never that)
(Wait)
She called me Peter

Ain't been kissing and telling, I ain't calling Relly unless we talking hoodies and features
Need to call up my nigga that's realer than Rÿl to make sure we cooler than reapers
She still texting and calling while we still ballin', we could not just stand in the bleachers
She was my first with xp so I thought that she was the teacher
She calls me Peter

You were my heaven (on earth)
Counting my blessings (my worth)
Learned little lessons (my first)
Ain't get the message, where was seven
He was going through relations, no patience
Hang with Ace, smoke something in papers [Why], I don't know, but he flexing
Check this

They call me Seven, call me Saint Peter
Dreaming of Heaven, I think I need her
Talk to the reverend, call me her dreamer
Stand near the church, I think I'm up first
Either I'm worst or worst, I am either
Pen or the sword, the worst deceiver
Recent been faster than 100 meter [Why]
'Cause she calls me Peter

Why do we fall in love man
I can't really tell you like
Cause I haven't
I've been in love too much times
If that's real
I don't know why
It just gives us more safety in this world
Cause we know we don't want to go alone
Why do we fall in love man
It's a question that will never be answered
Unless you fall in love
And then you'll know why