B Blazo - Wyd

What if our love runs out
What if our love runs out
What if one day we wake up and we both want something else
Don't want you around them basic bitches they boring
We fuck tonight, won't stop until the morning
What you doing, where you at, and where you going
I'm on the road, I'll be home in the morning
Don't want you around them basic bitches, they boring
We fuck tonight, won't stop until the morning
What you doing, where you at, and where you going
I'm on the road, I'll be home in the morning
I'm thinking about me and you, shit we've been through it
Everything I put you through, I can't undo it
If you love me don't just say it, you gotta prove it
I'm holding on to my mind before I lose it
Fuck love, if it ain't you, then I can't do it ah
I'm aiming and I'm shooting back at cupid
You telling all them lies, but I see through it, ah
You dumb tryna play me like I'm stupid
Ain't dropping and they like, what the fuck you doing, ah
I got you nigga, I'm about to get back to it
Ain't think that I could do it
Got stabbed so many times in my back, I'm used to it
Now tell me what you used to, you just gotta do you
Searching for a real one, them niggas just use you, ah
What you doing, where you at, and where you going
Right now I'm in the studio recording, ah
Don't want you around them basic bitches they boring
We fuck tonight won't stop until the morning
What you doing, where you at, and where you going
I'm on the road, I'll be home in the morning, ah
I'm thinking about me and you, shit, we've been through it
Everything I put you through, I can't undo it
If you love me, don't just say it, you gotta prove it
I'm holding on to my mind before I lose it
Fuck love, if it ain't you, then I can't do it, ah
I'm aiming and I'm shooting back at cupid
You telling all them lies, but I see through it, ah
You dumb for trying to play me like I'm stupid
In traffic with my pistol, know I'm holding
He run up on me, run, you know I'm blowing, ah
Ain't worried about where I'm at because I'm knowing
It ain't about where I'm at, it's where I'm going, ah
Yeah, I'm going in, here we go again
I don't want no friends, just need dollar signs
Blue strips Benjamins, I ain't eating swine
I don't fuck with pigs

Written by:
Terronce Green

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