I need to learn to not be so jealous
*, we all gotta pass
My life like hair, my hair like when it's jealous
I be so embarrassed
We find what we grow from face time
To make time, our chase turns to mine
On FaceTime, wish you didn't see my face at all
Tryna make time, my mistakes keep me down as I fall
Tryna keep my face like sad, keep my girl so happy
But my life is still in shambles, tryna keep myself laughing
Hold up, I just been sad a little slower
Usually I just won't act
That's from a dollar buyer, Arizona
Drink till I just want my salad back
But we relationship goals, so bipolar
This relationship goes
* this *, bro, I love it
I'm a part of my mind
But my mind, girl, * it
I need my heart when I think
But overthinking just does it
I'm a hater to myself
Hold my mind, I'm a gloving
Cause, cause you my baby, yeah, yeah
Nothing above us, yeah, yeah
Where you share me, maybe
Nothing above it, baby
Cause you my number one
Love you like we got a son
Loving got capacity
Just tell me why you mad
Love you like we got a son
* being jealous, man
We all got a past
And everyone got baggage
But ain't this our honeymoon
Don't let it dent up the package
Cause beautiful ones like cars
Never bore so much this
We the camera, you the actress
Yeah, I'll be you from all different aspects
And like our love, I'll be in cuffs
Like my back is
Backstory
If we both learn, forget
Story turns to motorway
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Did you my7 baby, yeah, yeah
Nothing above us, yeah, yeah
Where you share me, maybe
Nothing above it, baby
Cause you my number one
Love you like we got a son
Loving got capacity
Just tell me why you mad
Me, yeah
My mind is running
No cardio, no Nobel in some space
Pour the nigga, home sweet Slaeland
Yeah, my reflex bitch
Come together and love
Best believer, then scratch her
Scratchin' like my grandmama, she the best
My love in the tennis, and yeah, my love in the tennis
My love is reachin' eternity, no, you got the same energy
Enter me in a prop, cause all I need is your company
Run for me, run for me, love is all a nigga need
I be runnin' to that paper, cause all a nigga feed
Is lovin' you that ramen, cause a nigga stay low on me
And a nigga hella sad, but days are gettin' happier
I'm laughin' and I'm cryin', * bipolar, ain't no matter, cause
So, uh, so what's that song about anyway?
Uh, I don't know, bro, I don't, I don't really wanna get into it
Uh, I mean, yo, you got any, you got any?
Yeah, I mean, yo, I got more, like, I got this one song actually
I wrote about, I wrote it about this girl