My Love

It's Mazzy Mula, the real Mula
The prime bread winner, you know the vibes

Heartbroken and misspoken, your words hit
I tell you all of my plans to make our worlds fit
I love my love, but our lifestyles just don't mix

Christian girl, she love God, he make her world spin
I be off the Henny whenever I make my words thin
But I be talking plenty whenever she make her mouth sin
Yeah, I always keep it a buck with you
See the pain in your eyes I would never be rough with you
You my home in disguise, can't even be tough with you
Sign away my solitude I'd rather be stuck with you, yeah
I love my love, but we stuck on different sides of our time

She wanna choose us, but loving me is too close to a crime
On the real, the past me filled with lustful goodbyes
It's my karma, a heavy heart for our tragic demise
I hate the games, but I love all of your toxic replies
And then we back on the cycle that I know you despise

I love our love, it's so hard to let it go
And let you free, let you see what this world'll hold
I love our love, it's so hard to let it go
Let you free and let you see what this world'll hold
I love our love, it's so hard to let it go
Let you free and let you see what this world'll hold

I'm finna go off, man

Look, uh
I keep her close to my body, she says she love it there
I tell her all of my secrets, I know she'll never share
She sees all of my errors and puts me in her prayers

I end up rockin' her world, her thighs are droppin' tears
She craving my presence whenever I touch her mind
I feel her body shiver when I hug her from behind
She recognize my scent, she could see me if she was blind

She know my mind different, my verbiage is ill-defined
I put her on her back and give her a piece of my mind
She love how I operate when I'm controlling her spine
She look me in my eyes and I always make her body rise

She under my spell and denial is just what it defies
She see the shorties in my face and tries to improvise
Grabbed on my body, she real jealous to my surprise
But we may not be in God's will just as I surmised

But Imma thug it out, I'm way too good at goodbyes



Credits
Writer(s): Lamara Chase
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