Lonestone - Possessive

Kyduh
Should I bring it back one time?
Aii, bet
Check, check
Yeah, yeah
Locking you down and fucking you up
It wasn't worth it
Blocking you now for you to erupt
It didn't divert the fighting
But that's the way you like it
Like does he love you? Get defensive over you? (Mm, yeah)
Does he not get too damn possessive like I do? (Oo, nah, nah)
God damn, it's almost been a month or two
How I forget you taste like that?
Do he grip your ass, thighs, back and then your waist like that?
And I know it's foolish to bawl w-when you been gone
Now I find me hitting the walls like I'm a pinball
I was high all the time
Hit the ground, ground
Now I regret
Didn't lock you down, down
Down, down
Standing in that pussy, I'ma make it worthy
Get there to her quickly, I don't wanna hurt it
Stick like oh my God, I neglect the mercy
Made me possessive ('Sessive)
Light it up, light it up, I was the one that invited her
Fucked around with the tipsy bitches and I lost it
I got head in the stall in spite of her
Got her head on a line so I crossed it
Forget with a pill and the purple, I sprite it up
One or more of my kidneys I costed
I couldn't jump off the bridge, I just light it up
'Bouta start acting funny on your ass
Lay with my enemy, money on your ass
Say I was acting stupid now look at you
Up in the club with a dummy on your ass
Thinking that you was slick when you lied to me
Knowing lil' home was touchy on your ass
Wildin' tryna get dick then confining me
Now I gotta bounce like a bunny on your ass
You got away with murder
Somehow I'm the crazy one for being passive aggressive (Okay)
Head is fucked up, I'm lurking through your basement
Now I can't even pass as possessive
Baby, fuck my mistakes
You all in your bag
Did dude even get you a Birkin?
Fuck the old me, he just went up in flames
You on top of me watching him burning
Standing in that pussy, I'ma make it worthy
Get there to her quickly, I don't wanna hurt it
Stick like oh my God, I neglect the mercy
Made me possessive ('Sessive)
Two-tone
Bitch where'd you get that?
Now you selling weed on two phones
Bitch who you texting?
When I'm not around
Make sure who you fucking know I'll put him down
That scope got locked on
Told bitch boy don't you move
Yeah, I'll phone my shooter
Red dot aimed in your direction
He'll get boomed up
Mac get emptied in my section
No computer
Never thought you'd move on for a second
Thought I knew you
I can't, I can't, I can't
I can't lie
I was insane to you
Still came in the rain for you
No lie (Yeah)
And after all the fighting, we still fuckin'
Yeah, you got me
Standing in that pussy, I'ma make it worthy
Get there to her quickly, I don't wanna hurt it
Stick like oh my God, (God, God) I neglect the mercy
Made me possessive ('Sessive)

Written by:
Michael Pompei

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