TreyGifted - WEAPONS FREE(SENSE OF TIME) Lyrics

You know I like it when you
I like how its 10pm you getting dress and looking flee
I like how its 12 am looking mmhm
I like how its 10pm you gettin dress and looking flee
I like how its 12 am you drunk as f*ck and textin me
Where yo sense of time at
Where yo sense of time
Where yo sense of time
Aint no sense of timing
Aint no sense of timing
Where yo sense of timing
Where yo sense of time at
Where yo sense of timing
I like how its 10pm you gettin dress and flee
I like how its 12am you drunk as f*ck and textin me
I like how its 2am you come outside and wait for me
I like how you say you sleep
When really you at home with me
Tell em that you innocent
When really you a freak for me
When really you a freak for me
Girl you finna make me tweak
I like you throw it back
I pull yo hair you run from me
I like how you turn around
And me tell me that its weapons free
Im under you
You under me
Im choking you you grip the sheets
You scratchin me and clawin me
Yeah we just keep on vibin
And thrivin music gettin louder
You keep gettin wetter
Yo phone keep on ringin and ringin
And it don't even matter
Cause you too busy f*ckin me
You f*ckin me
Yeah aint no sense of time
Aint no sense of time
Yeah aint no sense of time
Aint no need for you to check
Oh look girl the sun up
Gone and put that bun up
Don't put this shit to waste
I like how its 6am you fall asleep
In love with me
I like how its 12pm you waking up and look for me
You look for me I like how its 10pm you gettin dress and flee
I like how its 12am you drunk as f*ck and textin me
I like how its 2am you come outside and wait for me
I like how you say you sleep
When really you at home with me
Tell em that you innocent
When really you a freak for me
When really you a freak for me
Girl you finna make me tweak
I like you throw it back
I pull yo hair you run from me
I like how you turn around
And me tell me that its weapons free
Where yo sense of time at
My favorite body don't even check on me
Too bad I never cared
I told my brothers about yo friends
And nan one em gettin spared
Said it was 4L but neither one of us is dead
She don't see me often I made her pack a bag
Told her keep it quiet you aint gotta brag
Pulled up told her hop in
I damn near did the dash
He don't get her nails did
On facetime flexin cash
Leavin him for me would be like
Taking out the trash
No Im not yo first
But I'll damn sure be yo last
Love the hate you give
The way I thug it out
But I promise I got class
And I promise I got sense of time
Hold on Let me finish
Let me make it clear
Let me make it clear
How can I look for love
I done gave it all to Christ first
I cant have no girlfriend
Im tryna find my wife first
Yeah
I got sense of time yeah
Where yo sense of time
Where yo sense of time yeah
Where yo sense of timing