Made Smoove - caught in love./turn up!

You say things that get under me
I do things that you don't like to see
But every time we take a break (Every time we take a break)
It's like we ain't ever been apart
Oh nahh
I'm caught in love and I can't fight these demons (Yeah yeah yeah)
Can't fight this feelings
Of you (You)
And me (Me)
Wrapped up in sheets
And I know it's gone be ending
By the time you hear this oh
(Woah woah woah)
You do things that get under me
And I say things that you don't like to see
But every time we take a break (Every time we take a break)
It's like we ain't ever been
Apart
Oh no
I'm caught
In love and I
(Can't fight these demons)
(Can't fight this feeling oh)
(Woah woah woah)
(Can't fight these demons)
(Can't fight this feeling oh)
I need you there for me
I need you there for me
But it wasn't meant to be
It wasn't mean to be
(Turn up)
Hop in this bitch and go crazy (Go crazy)
You don't get no props if you fuck on my lady (My lady)
Stay working they know I do this on the daily (Bow)
My hunnids they blue like they came from the Navy yeah (Woo)(Sheesh)
They bumping my shit up in France (France)
Going global was a part of the plan (Glahh)
I don't got no feelings I don't give a damn
(Man I swear this shit to hard)(Glahh)
Yeah I'm straight to the top I done found me a pocket (Pocket)
See me on the street be like Smoove when you dropping (Skur)
A race to the riches cause broke ain't an option (Skurt)
Treat bitches like shopping I like it I cop it (Yup)
I shook off the rust I was moving robotic (Woo)
I go with the green you know what I mean
I drip like a faucet I move with the bosses (Oh yeah)
Took off like a rocket I can't do no stopping
Yeah the hate or the lies can even decide
They want a big piece of the pie
You don't work you don't eat
If the bitch for the streets you can have her (Streets)
I give them the dagger I ball when it matter
If I ask you something returning the favor
No time for the drama I'll deal with it later (On God)
They see the progression I see the expressions
The start is the roughest it made me the toughest
(Sheesh)
They call me magnificent
Yeah I be killing it
Vibe they be killing it
Yeah I got smarter but still working harder
I'm NBA drilling it say I'm Grant Hilling it (Bucket)
I hop in the booth niggas hate on the fact I'm the truth
Ain't touching the snooze I can't ever lose (Yeah)
No Carlos but I gotta lay off the booze
Ain't one of them ones see me chuck up a deuce
(Bitch)

Written by:
Jo Brad, Made Smoove

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