Bobby Brown
If it isn't love, I'm still in love with you
Bobby Brown vibes, yeah that shit is true
You want me and I want you
Bobby Brown vibes, yeah that shit is true
Losing friends, man it's nothing new
Losing friends, man, it's nothing new
Bobby Brown vibes, yeah that shit is true
Bobby Brown vibes
Cha
Jedidiah, come alive, fuck good, fuck right
Turnt up, city deep, see me out every other late night
I kick game with a capital G, right
Have the hoes that I like on the first flight
Came back to the city on the worst night
Know the hoes uptown are the worst, right
Every night, sit tight, but run game like a mu'fucken trackstar
Kick good, we gon' show em who we are
Real hood, no flag, white beater
You can see the time I'm putting in the hide shit (hide shit)
When it comes to kicking game, I'm on some fly shit (so fly)
So girl, if you need me or niggas from the team
Holla at the beamer, or meet us in the club
Show a couple things, show up with a hug
Kiss a nigga ring, do some shit
Bite your lip but don't start no shit, don't start no shit (nah)
Cause if a real nigga on the team want you
I'ma have to fuck around, and do what I do
I'ma have to pull out the moves, I'ma have to pull out the chain
I'ma have to prove to the youth, I'm bout to do it again
You know I got confidence, I'm insane
But my insanity in my brain don't help with the pain
But it help me explain
The fact to my girl that I'm fucking with the one with the curls
And the one with the booty and the one from Spain
Let her wear my pearls, let her feel my pain
But never let her touch my chain
Yeah
Okay, I stay sipping silly in the club like I'm 50
See the faces of these niggas as emotions hit the ceiling
All the liquor that I'm spilling as I'm chilling like a villain
Caught a flight home from Philly, now I'm sticky with these women
And I never advanced with thought of going wide-eyed
I never done dance with a girly out of my sight
But I done fucked a chance with an ex of one of my guys
Loyalty with lies, but I didn't open my eyes
Moving mega stealth, but the streets stayed with peeled eyes
Not like Jordan, but us was a nope, I had to get out
Had to move with wealth, but the love was holding me down
Bobby Brown vibes already fucked up over three times
In my hometown, fumbled Whitney over three dimes
In the Rover whipping with Mateus under streetlights
Vultures in the night, we stay sipping over high heights
Left the freezer open like we dripping with the nice ice
Yeah, with the nice ice
Ride through the city and we doing shit that we like
Ride through the city and we doing shit that we like
Ride through the city and we
Shit that we like
Shit that we like
Shit that we like
Shit
Ride through the city and we doing shit that we like
Shit that we like
Shit
I lost my best friend to love
And I don't know whether I gained or I lost
But the pain starts to numb when she starts sucking my thumb
Is it in vain or do I pay for not knowing the cost
I miss my brother from the days when we were young and just lost
Young and just lost
Young and just lost
Young and just lost
Bobby Brown vibes, yeah that shit is true
You want me and I want you
Bobby Brown vibes, yeah that shit is true
Losing friends, man it's nothing new
Losing friends, man, it's nothing new
Bobby Brown vibes, yeah that shit is true
Bobby Brown vibes
Cha
Jedidiah, come alive, fuck good, fuck right
Turnt up, city deep, see me out every other late night
I kick game with a capital G, right
Have the hoes that I like on the first flight
Came back to the city on the worst night
Know the hoes uptown are the worst, right
Every night, sit tight, but run game like a mu'fucken trackstar
Kick good, we gon' show em who we are
Real hood, no flag, white beater
You can see the time I'm putting in the hide shit (hide shit)
When it comes to kicking game, I'm on some fly shit (so fly)
So girl, if you need me or niggas from the team
Holla at the beamer, or meet us in the club
Show a couple things, show up with a hug
Kiss a nigga ring, do some shit
Bite your lip but don't start no shit, don't start no shit (nah)
Cause if a real nigga on the team want you
I'ma have to fuck around, and do what I do
I'ma have to pull out the moves, I'ma have to pull out the chain
I'ma have to prove to the youth, I'm bout to do it again
You know I got confidence, I'm insane
But my insanity in my brain don't help with the pain
But it help me explain
The fact to my girl that I'm fucking with the one with the curls
And the one with the booty and the one from Spain
Let her wear my pearls, let her feel my pain
But never let her touch my chain
Yeah
Okay, I stay sipping silly in the club like I'm 50
See the faces of these niggas as emotions hit the ceiling
All the liquor that I'm spilling as I'm chilling like a villain
Caught a flight home from Philly, now I'm sticky with these women
And I never advanced with thought of going wide-eyed
I never done dance with a girly out of my sight
But I done fucked a chance with an ex of one of my guys
Loyalty with lies, but I didn't open my eyes
Moving mega stealth, but the streets stayed with peeled eyes
Not like Jordan, but us was a nope, I had to get out
Had to move with wealth, but the love was holding me down
Bobby Brown vibes already fucked up over three times
In my hometown, fumbled Whitney over three dimes
In the Rover whipping with Mateus under streetlights
Vultures in the night, we stay sipping over high heights
Left the freezer open like we dripping with the nice ice
Yeah, with the nice ice
Ride through the city and we doing shit that we like
Ride through the city and we doing shit that we like
Ride through the city and we
Shit that we like
Shit that we like
Shit that we like
Shit
Ride through the city and we doing shit that we like
Shit that we like
Shit
I lost my best friend to love
And I don't know whether I gained or I lost
But the pain starts to numb when she starts sucking my thumb
Is it in vain or do I pay for not knowing the cost
I miss my brother from the days when we were young and just lost
Young and just lost
Young and just lost
Young and just lost
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Writer(s): Jedidiah Nicol-darmadi
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