Atlanta

Yeh, yuhh

Aye, come on with it man. I just wanna get a lil somethin off my chest right now

I hope, I hope this girl listening to me

Oh, we be up late night scheming
When I'm lonely pop a X, she the one that keep me leaning
All this money, buy her diamonds, got her feeling
like she dreaming
I think it's funny how she treat me, now she never
wanna leave me

Real nigga shit, girl have you ever bought a bust down? Michael Murray, Carti's on, now she wanna fall in love now
And she be rockin' the Sean John, that moonlight hit her, I'm like uh-huh (Honey)
Them other niggas nothing like me, I'll make you number 1, girl

Oh, we be up late night scheming
When I'm lonely call your phone girl, why you act like it ain't beeping?
Took a pill to go to sleep at night you pop up in my dreams and
I can make you feel good, always say you number 1 girl, just believe me

Lookin' on my dresser, all of your pictures got me weeping
Like I'm so scared of losing this girl for some reason Missing most of the other time, it's a terrible pattern
It's way more other people that want you than people that have you

Girl I'm always there when you need me when
it really matters
Manifesting, I got your name tatted on me in Atlanta

Four times you would think that loving you made me a(n) addict

No pressure, I ain't gonna bother you, I'm letting you have it

Girl we be up late night you're scheming
I'm the realest nigga you could ever have
Why you got me feigning

We used to flirt, miss how you hugged me, now you gone
You wasn't really on my team
Why you ghost me, girl you hurt me, oh no
Now I can't get rid of this feelin'



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Writer(s): P.j. Ross
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