Uhhh uhhh I used to be a lover boy
But nahh that shit ain't me no more
I used to be a lover boy was such a different person
F*cking off these Perkys got em thinking I'm they Mr. perfect
You want be treated like a Princess gotta put the work in
Why would I give a bitch the world? If she don't know her purpose
I gotta keep it P, can't let em in my head no more
If you ain't helping me reach me my peak, can't put you on no pedestal
Youngins dying everyday from bullet wounds and Fentanyl
I'm tired of seeing familiar faces gone before they 21
Hoes keep asking what we are, I'm like baby what you think?
I don't do relationships, but you could be my sneaky link
Told my ex to keep my heart cause I don't even need that shit
I'll believe in Santa Clause before I ever believe a bitch
Outside gettin boring told the gang I'm hangin up the jersey
Streets been on me steady calling feeling like I'm Money Mitch
Always looked up to dealers niggas had the flyest whips
God gave me a talent I can't waste it gotta take a risk
All these hoes like whack a mole I hit em and they always pop up
But somehow I always end up blocked I guess I'm Serge Ibaka
They hate that I'm too nonchalant don't give a f*ck bout nadaa
What could I say I'm just laid back nigga counting commas
I used to be a lover boy was such a different person
F*cking off these Perkys got em thinking I'm they Mr. perfect
You want be treated like a Princess gotta put the work in
Why would I give a bitch the world? If she don't know her purpose
I gotta keep it P, can't let em in my head no more
If you ain't helping me reach me my peak, can't put you on no pedestal
Youngins dying everyday from bullet wounds and Fentanyl
I'm tired of seeing familiar faces gone before they 21
Memba loving on a crazy bitch she like Bk The Rula
The way she lied bout everything I feel I barely knew her
I told lil cuzzo listen up
You don't gotta do too much
You can't be no Mr. nice cause they gon treat you like Manure
That's how you screw up
If you ain't double up that PUA, f*ck was you doing?
I really hope that you ain't blew it on something stupid
I been stacking my breesh taller than Patrick Ewing
I ain't neva go to Georgetown though
But I'd done crushed a couple of them Georgetown hoes
Free all of my bruddas, nigga f*ck 5-0
I love my Boriquas but they all psycho n got good pum
I used to be a lover boy was such a different person
F*cking off these Perkys got em thinking I'm they Mr. perfect
You want be treated like a Princess gotta put the work in
Why would I give a bitch the world? If she don't know her purpose
I gotta keep it P, can't let em in my head no more
If you ain't helping me reach me my peak, can't put you on no pedestal
Youngins dying everyday from bullet wounds and Fentanyl
I'm tired of seeing familiar faces gone before they 21
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Uhhh uhhh I used to be a lover boy
But nahh that shit ain't me no more
I used to be a lover boy was such a different person
F*cking off these Perkys got em thinking I'm they Mr. perfect
You want be treated like a Princess gotta put the work in
Why would I give a bitch the world? If she don't know her purpose
I gotta keep it P, can't let em in my head no more
If you ain't helping me reach me my peak, can't put you on no pedestal
Youngins dying everyday from bullet wounds and Fentanyl
I'm tired of seeing familiar faces gone before they 21
Hoes keep asking what we are, I'm like baby what you think?
I don't do relationships, but you could be my sneaky link
Told my ex to keep my heart cause I don't even need that shit
I'll believe in Santa Clause before I ever believe a bitch
Outside gettin boring told the gang I'm hangin up the jersey
Streets been on me steady calling feeling like I'm Money Mitch
Always looked up to dealers niggas had the flyest whips
God gave me a talent I can't waste it gotta take a risk
All these hoes like whack a mole I hit em and they always pop up
But somehow I always end up blocked I guess I'm Serge Ibaka
They hate that I'm too nonchalant don't give a f*ck bout nadaa
What could I say I'm just laid back nigga counting commas
I used to be a lover boy was such a different person
F*cking off these Perkys got em thinking I'm they Mr. perfect
You want be treated like a Princess gotta put the work in
Why would I give a bitch the world? If she don't know her purpose
I gotta keep it P, can't let em in my head no more
If you ain't helping me reach me my peak, can't put you on no pedestal
Youngins dying everyday from bullet wounds and Fentanyl
I'm tired of seeing familiar faces gone before they 21
Memba loving on a crazy bitch she like Bk The Rula
The way she lied bout everything I feel I barely knew her
I told lil cuzzo listen up
You don't gotta do too much
You can't be no Mr. nice cause they gon treat you like Manure
That's how you screw up
If you ain't double up that PUA, f*ck was you doing?
I really hope that you ain't blew it on something stupid
I been stacking my breesh taller than Patrick Ewing
I ain't neva go to Georgetown though
But I'd done crushed a couple of them Georgetown hoes
Free all of my bruddas, nigga f*ck 5-0
I love my Boriquas but they all psycho n got good pum
I used to be a lover boy was such a different person
F*cking off these Perkys got em thinking I'm they Mr. perfect
You want be treated like a Princess gotta put the work in
Why would I give a bitch the world? If she don't know her purpose
I gotta keep it P, can't let em in my head no more
If you ain't helping me reach me my peak, can't put you on no pedestal
Youngins dying everyday from bullet wounds and Fentanyl
I'm tired of seeing familiar faces gone before they 21
But nahh that shit ain't me no more
I used to be a lover boy was such a different person
F*cking off these Perkys got em thinking I'm they Mr. perfect
You want be treated like a Princess gotta put the work in
Why would I give a bitch the world? If she don't know her purpose
I gotta keep it P, can't let em in my head no more
If you ain't helping me reach me my peak, can't put you on no pedestal
Youngins dying everyday from bullet wounds and Fentanyl
I'm tired of seeing familiar faces gone before they 21
Hoes keep asking what we are, I'm like baby what you think?
I don't do relationships, but you could be my sneaky link
Told my ex to keep my heart cause I don't even need that shit
I'll believe in Santa Clause before I ever believe a bitch
Outside gettin boring told the gang I'm hangin up the jersey
Streets been on me steady calling feeling like I'm Money Mitch
Always looked up to dealers niggas had the flyest whips
God gave me a talent I can't waste it gotta take a risk
All these hoes like whack a mole I hit em and they always pop up
But somehow I always end up blocked I guess I'm Serge Ibaka
They hate that I'm too nonchalant don't give a f*ck bout nadaa
What could I say I'm just laid back nigga counting commas
I used to be a lover boy was such a different person
F*cking off these Perkys got em thinking I'm they Mr. perfect
You want be treated like a Princess gotta put the work in
Why would I give a bitch the world? If she don't know her purpose
I gotta keep it P, can't let em in my head no more
If you ain't helping me reach me my peak, can't put you on no pedestal
Youngins dying everyday from bullet wounds and Fentanyl
I'm tired of seeing familiar faces gone before they 21
Memba loving on a crazy bitch she like Bk The Rula
The way she lied bout everything I feel I barely knew her
I told lil cuzzo listen up
You don't gotta do too much
You can't be no Mr. nice cause they gon treat you like Manure
That's how you screw up
If you ain't double up that PUA, f*ck was you doing?
I really hope that you ain't blew it on something stupid
I been stacking my breesh taller than Patrick Ewing
I ain't neva go to Georgetown though
But I'd done crushed a couple of them Georgetown hoes
Free all of my bruddas, nigga f*ck 5-0
I love my Boriquas but they all psycho n got good pum
I used to be a lover boy was such a different person
F*cking off these Perkys got em thinking I'm they Mr. perfect
You want be treated like a Princess gotta put the work in
Why would I give a bitch the world? If she don't know her purpose
I gotta keep it P, can't let em in my head no more
If you ain't helping me reach me my peak, can't put you on no pedestal
Youngins dying everyday from bullet wounds and Fentanyl
I'm tired of seeing familiar faces gone before they 21
Writer: Alfonso Penilla
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