(Is that april?)
Ya... Ya...
I barely see you
Im thinking you waste my time
Im so afraid to, lose you and you wont be mine
Sometimes i keep asking myself, what i mean to you
I remember meeting you, when the skies were blue...
Call up my boys tell em' we bout' to ride
Give it all yea i put everything on the line
On my own who one day they will see me shine
Got a baddie and you know shes one of a kind
Pull up we gon' slide
Saying facts no im never telling lies
She a thot she gon' end up on my guys
They think im straight but really feels like im dying
Iced out and the drip all clean
Fendi flexing i got amiri on my jeans
Micheal myers when i pull up they gon' scream
They all peep the drip when i walk on the scene
Why you do me like that?
Every single time u stab me in the back
Gotta stay happy even when im sad
Bitch you know im poppin' tags
Baby do u trust me
All my shooters they gon ride for me
Vvs yea they all on me
Balenciagas make my feet look clean
Ya ya, ya
I barely see you
Im thinking you waste my time
Im so afraid to, lose you and you wont be mine
Sometimes i keep asking myself, what i mean to you
I remember meeting you, when the skies were blue...