Who hot who not
He can do it all for real
Who hot who not
Can we go back to the bed bae
Can we go back to the bed bae
Can we go back to the bed bae
Can we go back to the bed
Sometimes I want to go back to the days
Before a nigga had a passion to blaze
Every mic in the way
Before I'd rock the crowd on a stage
You brought me right up out my bachelor phase
Which sucked like Dracula fangs
Cuz a young nigga a sucka for love
Put nothing above
That's why my heart be cutting a rug
You knuck and I buck
Yea we're just a couple of thugs
Who got our hearts tangled and covered in my mud
And now I'm wondering uh
Can we go back to the Buc
Broken purses from macking and stuff
Yea I was acting a nut
While my friends would get the action and cut
I would listen direct attention toward unpacking my luck
With you
Back when we were pouring ak in a cup
Weight leaning you had my back when I was racking it up
Big dreams vision boards plans of backing them up
And so far
You done did more
Than I could ever ask of you
Time flew like the door
That happened hella fast
So I get the arguments spurred
No Cinderella glass mirror
Intentions be pure
Perception hella bad and
That's the type of shit that have you worried
That nothing's after our next chapter and end of story
Won't be everything that you dreamed our vision blurry
Can't see that God built us a bond to weather flurries so
Can we go back bae
Back to the bed
Can we go back bae
Back to the bed
Shit back to the bed
Just forget all of that shit that I said
Shit I was getting ahead
Of myself I'd rather be in the red
Like the shed
If that means that I can be in your head right now
Can we go back to the bed bae
Can we go back to the bed bae
Can we go back to the bed bae
Can we go back to the bed
Sometimes I wish we weren't cut from the same
Cloth crafted from the struggle and pain
Dyed with pride and it came
With words aimed at giving us game
Learned broken hearts often come with some blame
And flowers grow when it rains
So I understand the warring today
But even God ain't make the world in a day
So stop the worrying bae
Two outcasts who got something to say
Same shit connect us keep us running away
So I was wondering aye
Can we go back to the bed
And forget all of that shit that we said
(All the shit that we said)
I know that we were getting ahead
Of ourselves I'd rather be in the red
(I'd rather be in the red)
Can we go back to the bed
And forget all of that shit that we said
We were getting ahead
Of ourselves I'd rather be in the red
Like the shed
If that means that I can be in your head right now