[Kyle Richh & Jhene Aiko]
Yeah, yeah, ah
In a different book, on a different page
You said, you said you are different but you're the same
Grrah
Mutual feelings, you feel what I feel
Stranger
Grrah
ZOE UP
Grrah
[Kyle Richh]
Only the real can relate (Like, what?)
At the top, we don't care 'bout your view (Like, damn)
Fuck them bitches, I'm all about you (Like, what?)
Why do you treat me the way that you do? (Damn, damn, damn)
If I went back to the bottom, is you really ridin' it through? (Bitch)
Like, why is you hiding the truth?
Flexin' the shit I was buying for you
Everyone wanna feel some love
Can't see my bro, he got limited visits (Grrah)
Know he good, every crib that he been in
Like, on the phone with unlimited minutes
And if the energy off, I'ma feel it
She's scared to trust me, we met at the function
Eighty degrees, we can go to the beach
Roll up a spliff while we watching the sunset
Like, let's have a talk
Open up, let me get in your mental
I don't want you to see me for my money, like
I want the love to be real
Tryna see if she solid, for real
Mutual feelings, you feel what I feel
Grrah, like if I crash, is you grabbin' the wheel?
[Kyle Richh]
Keep it a buck, bitch, what is you doin' for me?
Got myself, it ain't nothin' I need
Like, if I lose it, is you gonna leave?
Damn, I'm damaged, don't judge
Heart broke, we can fix it with trust
Like-like, damn, I miss you too
But she pretty, I can't get enough
[Kyle Richh]
Only the real can relate
At the top, we don't care 'bout your view
Fuck them bitches, I'm all about you
Why do you treat me the way that you do?
If I went back to the bottom, is you really ridin' it through?
Like, why is you hiding the truth?
Flexin' the shit I was buying for you
[Jenn Carter]
Fuck this love, I can't tell if it's true (Grrah)
Double back, she gon' times it by two (Grrah-grrah, boom)
In the stu' with my tool, I'ma talk in the booth
And that bitch not a lover from my point of view
Grrah, where the fuck is you at?
And I'm callin' her phone, she not calling me back
Said, "This bitch on my body, she got me attached"
Fuck these feelings, I got in my bag (It's Carter, dickhead)
We could go tick for tack, I would still never lack (Damn)
On her body, she on timin', but I could tell it's an act
If she just want me for the buck, then that dumb bitch is out of luck (Damn)
I keep my feelings in the cut, now that shit twinnin' with my gun
Grrah, mix Sprite with Triss (It's Carter, dickhead)
Come here, one more kiss
Only feel safe with my hand on your hip
If they talkin', I don't give a shit (Like, damn)
Like, said, "I don't give a fuck"
I don't know, but you're losin' my trust
Like, I don't know if it's love or it's lust
[Kyle Richh]
Keep it a buck, bitch, what is you doin' for me?
Got myself, it ain't nothin' I need
Like, if I lose it, is you gonna leave?
Damn, I'm damaged, don't judge
Heart broke, we can fix it with trust
Like-like, damn, I miss you too
But she pretty, I can't get enough
[Jenn Carter & Kyle Richh]
Grrah, since you left I've been stuck in a rut
Like, it's only me and my gun
I get high and just stare at the sun
Like, I told Kyle to put Wock' in my cup
I told Tata, "Put rock in my blunt"
Like, roll up a spliff to forget
Keep a G, it's not just to protect
Nig-niggas dying, I cannot be next (Grrah)
Call her phone when she gettin' me vexed
Like, why the fuck you don't answer my texts?
I be sittin' and thinking like "We've been a mess"
But you really do it the best
I don't know who would love me if I was still popped
I be off of the drugs, know you want me to stop
You be buggin' you do it a lot
Like, you too pretty to be such a thot
She get off, you do that a lot
She be actin' and switching the plot
She only see me for shit that I got
Like, is it the money or not?
If I'm not around, is you gonna be holdin' it down?
'Til the day that I rot
Like, please just make me proud
[Kyle Richh & Jhene Aiko]
Yeah, yeah
Please just make me proud
Yeah, yeah, ah
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