Austin Fortson - Two & Two

You know what it is put two and two
You know how it is with me and you
Watch yourself
Go head shawty but just watch yourself
You know how it get after two a.m.
Don't ask if I'm sleep when you know I am
But thats way after
You know you good to just stay after
Don't trip
White air forces girl don't trip
Don't try to act like I'm one of them
Rather I'm one of one
Rather not repeat the sentences running off
Feel the time is just running up
Move like I'm on when I'm really just coming up
Why when it's good is the time that you starting shit
I didn't see thru the college shit
I'd rather sponsors than scholarships
I am not dating no college chick
So stop with the testing me
I'm not with the obsessive texting me
Blowing up phones you nuking it
The one time Nike stopped doing it
I keep it stepping and moving
And moving and stepping
At times moving reckless
You know who I am its Austin no Texas
I measure my time with money not seconds
I don't see my L's as loses they lessons
As long as I bounce back I'm putting a B in front now they blessings
I'm putting a B in the bank that's not manifesting
I do not believe in that
It's just be setting some goals
And achieving that
My heart was froze I believe in that
Who would've thought you thawed it and I needed that
You know what it is put two and two
You know how it is with me and you
Watch yourself
Go head shawty but just watch yourself
You know how it get after two a.m.
Don't ask if I'm sleep when you know I am
But thats way after
You know you good to just stay after
Don't trip
White air forces girl don't trip
Don't trip out on me tonight
Cause you know we been trynna get right
Been on road its a bumpy road
Its a long path
Making assumptions doing wrong math
Its only me and you up in the head office but you know I got a long staff
Like that shii in Paris gotta arch that
Mistakes to the game gotta charge that
My phone don't ever go all caps
I need big racks, big stacks, big bags, big sack
Put a pause on that
I'm trynna make it go global
Not just be local
Or even just coastal to coastal
And fuck the fake numbers on socials
I need that paper like postal
I don't need stress from our up downs like roller coasters
I can stand on my own but you my co star
There's only two seats in a Testarossa
And there's only two things thats in a mimosa
There's only two options if he watching over
And that be the case then we right where we supposed to be

Written by:
Austin Ross-Fortson

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