fr4m ab4ve

I said I don't love you anymore, No More

I was walking down your block until my feet was turning sore

And if your gang wanna start that talk,

Then we cuttin' em with a sword

And I'm so glad that you're in my life,

You had to be sent from the lord

Lord

Oh Yeah, Ok

Want a pic let you hold my drac'

Need some bread open up that safe huh

Ain't no nigga out there finna break her

You gotta leave, stay later

Plan on stacking some paper

She run away, finna chase her

Ima be your caretaker

I said go, we up on the run now

Is toying with me too fun now

Go play around, Go get gunned down

And I'm finna go smoke my lungs out

On the phone from the lights to the sun out

Yeah, we plannin on having a son now

Finna argue we throwing our love out

Put her ex on the curb, he get slugged out

I said I don't love you anymore, No More

I was walking down your block until my feet was turning sore

And if your gang wanna start that talk,

Then we cuttin' em with a sword

And I'm so glad that you're in my life,

You had to be sent from the lord

Lord

Okay