Butterflies
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
Look, uh
I should've been focused on my mental, uh
I've been tryna focus, but it's stressful, uh
I wish I could start it over with you, uh
I know there's no healing what I've been through, uh
She say that it's love, but this ain't this, uh
Always tie my shoes, but I still trip, uh
Say you wouldn't do, but you still did, uh, look
Before we want some stars, we still a wish, uh, look
Before I beg for food, I'll learn to fish
Before I spend a bag, I'll make another one, times ten, uh
Yeah, I lost a five, and got a ten
But I got to the bag instead of stressin' 'bout a bitch, uh, look
We get up and make it up
Cryin' girl, you fuckin' up, won't make you up, uh, look
Start with us, then blamin' us, look
Shit that get 'em poppin', watch it spill like puss, uh, look
Shit that get 'em, tss-, uh, in a minute, uh
First time I got some, I couldn't last a minute, uh
Last time I got some, I had to fake a finish, uh
You can make the plate, you gettin' what you dishin'
Look, uh
I should've been focused on my mental, uh
I've been tryna focus, but it's stressful, uh
I wish I could start it over with you, uh
I know there's no healing what I've been through
Look, uh
I should've been focused on my mental, uh
I've been tryna focus, but it's stressful, uh
I wish I could start it over with you, uh
I know there's no healing what I've been through, uh
She say that it's love, but this ain't this, uh
Always tie my shoes, but I still trip, uh
Say you wouldn't do, but you still did, uh, look
Before we want some stars, we still a wish, uh, look
Before I beg for food, I'll learn to fish
Before I spend a bag, I'll make another one, times ten, uh
Yeah, I lost a five, and got a ten
But I got to the bag instead of stressin' 'bout a bitch, uh, look
We get up and make it up
Cryin' girl, you fuckin' up, won't make you up, uh, look
Start with us, then blamin' us, look
Shit that get 'em poppin', watch it spill like puss, uh, look
Shit that get 'em, tss-, uh, in a minute, uh
First time I got some, I couldn't last a minute, uh
Last time I got some, I had to fake a finish, uh
You can make the plate, you gettin' what you dishin'
Look, uh
I should've been focused on my mental, uh
I've been tryna focus, but it's stressful, uh
I wish I could start it over with you, uh
I know there's no healing what I've been through
Credits
Writer(s): Johnathan Scott, Karel Jorge, Michael Williams
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