Creedo - Do You Love Me?

I got soul tides call em' melodies
I don't know what she done to me it's getting hard to breath
I'm like drugs to a fen I got what you need
She want me to settle down but I love the streets
I got blood on my money trying to wash it clean
For my teeth to match my chain it costs 43
Blow the whole block down turn it to a bloody scene
Blow on the leave blood on the tree
Give me your hand your tell me your secrets
I want your love your heart so therapeutic
He gave your scars it's okay your don't need em
You stole my heart it's okay you can keep it
I know I'm from slums and you grew up in the church
I said I would be there for you I'd always put you first
No need in telling lies to me I see that you been hurt
No need to make it hard for me I've seen you at your worst
You really took my love but what's my heart without my feelings
I lies said I didn't miss you just to scroll through your pictures
I'm too drunk to make decisions I'm dying for your opinion
Protect my scars but promise to heal em'
I got soul tides call em' melodies
I don't know what she done to me it's getting hard to breath
I'm like drugs to a fen I got what you need
She want me to settle down but I love the streets
I got blood on my money I'm trying to wash it clean
For my teeth to match my chain it costs 43
Blow the whole block down turn it to a bloody scene
Blow on the leave blood on the tree
Pillow talking to a hoe we not gone let him sleep
You pillow talking to the hoe she coming home with me
I had to ride my own wave like they couldn't wait to see
I don't want the HELLCAT I want a AMG
Since they gunning for a thug guess I'm pushing p
I got the Drake in the 6 call me Pusha T
Chopper shaking like dread call em' Booker T
Head shot turn em black he don't feel a thing
Power turn him ghost like it's Halloween
I had tp set a mouse my trap kill you bout my cheese
I be knowing niggas broke your secrets safe with me
And I'll kill a nigga thinking he just play with me
I got soul tides call em' melodies
I don't know what she done to me it's getting hard to breath
I'm like drugs to a fen I got what you need
She want me to settle down but I love the streets
I got blood on my money I'm trying to wash it clean
For my teeth to match my chain it costs 43
Blow the whole block down turn it to a bloody scene
Blow on the leave blood on the tree

Written by:
Tyrell Camlin

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