Mr. Love
Call me, Mr. Love, cause she done fell in love
Met her at the club now she can't get enough
She gave me her number & told me hit her up
Passed her off Zeke, I did that just because
Ok
But I can't cuff that, know that's a one & done (yeah ok)
I ain't never told you to get in yo feelings (aye)
You know we lit just having fun (aye)
I play it cool like I'm chilling but they know I'm having some (aye)
They know I'm having some, but I gotta get more too
I still got the dream that I always had, I'm still tryna go to the moon
I just put a who with a who, by watching a fool I know what not to do
Stay showing love to my brudda, 4$ound the family you know we a crew
Yeah I got a gem, can't let an outsider ruin the mix
That's how shit get chopped and screwed, like a Texan (aye)
I got dreams of driving a Wraith, no ain't no settling
All that shit sound outdated, my shit sound fresh like reverends (aye)
Yeah woah (yeah)
They call me mister (love)
I hit like a missile (woah, woah)
The pack in the mail & its gone, like DaBaby this shit get delivered
Like Kodak, I get my scrilla
I feel like Lil Baby, this the bigger picture
That nigga get swept, it sound like a whistle
I know who gang, I know who isn't
It ain't even hard to tell huh
Know it gotta be in ya
I got bruddas that ride for me & vice versa, we all winners (aye)
Locked in, in my zone
I can't even lie I feel great (aye)
How you walking up to the table empty handed, eyes on my plate?
Always make sure that you straight, I wouldn't want it another way
Always somewhere out the way
I ain't like Future, I ain't finna wait (naw)
I got things to regulate, R.I.P Nate Dogg
What would I do without you, I feel like Ray Charles
Yeah but I know you see me, know I got the keys like Stevie Wonder
This shit on lock (aye)
I wanna play with my microphone, anywhere it go down like Joc (aye)
Gotta be consistent, you know its somebody new everyday
Cautious with the love I give, make sure it come from the other way
Met her at the club now she can't get enough
She gave me her number & told me hit her up
Passed her off Zeke, I did that just because
Ok
But I can't cuff that, know that's a one & done (yeah ok)
I ain't never told you to get in yo feelings (aye)
You know we lit just having fun (aye)
I play it cool like I'm chilling but they know I'm having some (aye)
They know I'm having some, but I gotta get more too
I still got the dream that I always had, I'm still tryna go to the moon
I just put a who with a who, by watching a fool I know what not to do
Stay showing love to my brudda, 4$ound the family you know we a crew
Yeah I got a gem, can't let an outsider ruin the mix
That's how shit get chopped and screwed, like a Texan (aye)
I got dreams of driving a Wraith, no ain't no settling
All that shit sound outdated, my shit sound fresh like reverends (aye)
Yeah woah (yeah)
They call me mister (love)
I hit like a missile (woah, woah)
The pack in the mail & its gone, like DaBaby this shit get delivered
Like Kodak, I get my scrilla
I feel like Lil Baby, this the bigger picture
That nigga get swept, it sound like a whistle
I know who gang, I know who isn't
It ain't even hard to tell huh
Know it gotta be in ya
I got bruddas that ride for me & vice versa, we all winners (aye)
Locked in, in my zone
I can't even lie I feel great (aye)
How you walking up to the table empty handed, eyes on my plate?
Always make sure that you straight, I wouldn't want it another way
Always somewhere out the way
I ain't like Future, I ain't finna wait (naw)
I got things to regulate, R.I.P Nate Dogg
What would I do without you, I feel like Ray Charles
Yeah but I know you see me, know I got the keys like Stevie Wonder
This shit on lock (aye)
I wanna play with my microphone, anywhere it go down like Joc (aye)
Gotta be consistent, you know its somebody new everyday
Cautious with the love I give, make sure it come from the other way
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Writer(s): Khai Anderson
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