DaProphet - J.O.Y

Yea
The heart want what it wants but my mind on something different
My feelings are complicated, yea I wrote this when conflicted
We started off as friends, now I want you as a mistress
If it's all the same to you I'd like to make you my misses
I hope I'm not too late (Too late)
What you tryna do bae? (Tryna do yeah)
Your presence makes my day (My day)
It gives me joy when I see your face (Yo face)
Forget the last one had who tried you and straight up denied you
For every ounce of love that you should have received
Best believe my chéri your relief is a free dime bag of affection
I got spliffs full of gifts made a trip to yo section
All I ask for in return is an answer to a question
What I gotta do to have your heart in my possession?
The only thing worth earning and owning is your attention, ya dig it?
More than, sugar and spice, splash of liquor and ice
A real queen from head to toe melaninated my life
The type of, woman that could very well be my partner in crime
Criminal your design marinating my eyes
The taste of the future with you comes with a side of rings not talking' onions or fries
I'm talking' bout you and I
No demon, angelic vibes
I know you maybe surprised
Just feels like we're losing time
That's why
The heart want what it wants but my mind on something different
My feelings are complicated, yea I wrote this when conflicted
We started off as friends, now I want you as a mistress
If it's all the same to you I'd like to make you my misses
I hope I'm not too late (Too late)
What you tryna do bae? (Tryna do yeah)
Your presence makes my day (My day)
It gives me joy when I see your face (Yo face)
You never do too much or too less
Enough to make me sweat
Because we live in a world where there's someone else
Tryna give you the same love
The same hugs
The same trust
That's the only thing that I'm afraid of because we both know what your made of
8th of you wanting food
Spoon of intuition drowned all by your perfume
Gallon of 42
A ton of beauty on every limb and you act your usual
You give me joy baby
You give me joy baby
You give me joy
You give me joy
Nah for real I want us like THE CARTERS, Ms. Carter
Fierce body worth a B, you remind me of Sasha
Matrimony, can't wait till your a momma
For our daughter
For my daughter, yea
In love
In love
In love
In love with you
In love with
In love with
In love with you
Mhm

Written by:
Reese Brown

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