Slime Supreme - For Tonight (feat. Swaykold)

This a letter to you I thought I should tell you this
Lately been all alone & I can't handle this
I know our love been so down due to conditions
But I gotta bring it back in all these conditions

I know we vibed shawtie tell me wat you acting for
I know you love me n I love you so wat you waiting for
Shawtie she a savage n I know that she a baddie
She calls me lil baby but I prefer baby daddy

All these feelings got me unprovided , undecided maybe a little single minded
From the love that you provided
I gat a question in my mind can I ask you
I gat a key to your heart can I come thru?
Lemme be your hero Julie lemme be your Romeo
Lemme make you safe every-time that I hold you tho
Lemme be the roses (Red) you be violets blue
All I'm tryna say shawtie For the night just me & you

I know we had our past times when we used to fight
I still remember all times that you used to cry
Asking me if was worth it
I know your heart is so soft but know I'll never break it
I know most love stories never get an ending
But I can be heartless here's my heart you can have it
Ain't no Cinderella shawtie ain't no glass shoe
All I gotta tell you is that I gat you

I'm just tryna make your night
Be the vibe
I'm just tryna make it right
So stay tonight

Ayy
Heard that you a bad bitch shorty
Pull up at the party, though I'm uninvited
I know you like me but you don't wanna talk bout it
Only twenty-two but I know she undecided
Ooh, bad bitch from the East
All these other niggas they be hating on me
She ain't ready yet, so we keep it low-key (yeah)
Young nigga shit, hood nigga from the streets yeah
Yeah
Yeah
She a bad bitch, she put it on me
She got a man, but she say that nigga too weak
Shorty on demand, but ill prolly get her for free
Ain't no migo, but she be calling me boujee Lil mama never knew me, never knew she a groupie
All dat shit never new to me, I buy my shorty jewelry
Hunnid racks on the table, real nigga cut the foolery
Uh
Late night calls and she got me turned up
Send a pic shorty, ooh that body too fine
She gon' let a nigga hit it cause she don't mind
Make your bed rock shorty off that number nine
Fendi and Dior got you drippin', like your inside
She got multiple niggas she put on decline
Let me play with that kitty, ain't gotta waste time

Written by:
Blessed Mhlanga, SWAY kold

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