Hoodie KC - Marie and Malcom (feat. Master virus & Yxng stunna)

I be in this mic and I feel like the goat
Stuck in this city
Shopping with gang
Two degrees I think that I need a new coat
I think I look good, here's a picture
All about her, she's a Witcher
I ask you what's up, teach me teach me
I m fucking with you, you already know

Told her I m the best, she says that I m bold
What you got on your chain ? Baby that's gold
What you wanna know? What I got on my mind
Say she wanna know who I am
Say she wanna know what's apart of my goals
Told her right now that I really want her
Shaking your head but you laughing a lot
Say this is words you hearing a lot
Tired of this shit she said leave me alone
You part of the clowns

I don't believe you
Hmm
You're like everybody else
Ay come on
Lame ass
Ay stop playing I m for real for real

Playing with you it ain't part of the game no
If you all mine I'll be all in
Say you want proofs
Deleted these girls out my phone
Told them it's over I'm done
Of course that's a lie I ain't dumb
I know how it goes, she doing her thing too
She say she needs trust but I got on her phone
Niggas blowing her line, she playing her game on the low

Silence at the scene, nobody tryna say a word
Games exposed, the pictured is painted
What we see? The blur
Foolish picture, tinted feelings
Feeling hidden like a gun behind a tinted window
Play your cards right

They keep playing this game, that's all that they know
She been dodging the calls, she said she busy
He been doin the same, but she losing her mind
Now ? Now she getting around
Oh that's a how you moving huh?
Yeah that's how I'm moving, what you I'll do
You want to try me and shit
Aight, let's go

Tell the whole truth you in love but you scared or something
They stare into space
Is love in the air?
They be on the floor, head down
Tears in her eyes, she says that she tired
He said he wants peace that he tired of the fight
Bae, hold on me tight
Bae, show me your love
Say I m the one who be holding your heart
Make me feel love
Now they make love he be holding her tight
They don't got the time, they ain't cutting the light
Told her next time she playin with her man
He fuckin him up and on sight
She raising her eyebrows
Told him he got to act right tho
He going his way, she going his way
Marie and Malcolm
They back on the fight

Written by:
Emmanuel Dalle

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