Real Luv 2 Lyrics

Sitting alone on my odyssey

I don't know if she onto me

But you know we do it better

Opp thot she finna come make it Wetter

Who thought you'd leave in this Weather

When you the reason I need a Sweater

You know that i'd never sweat her

But these bullets gone rain

Yea these bullets gone rain

But I neva feel pain

An everytime I catch myself I end Up rollin' again

7 up a 7 baby you can't roll with The gang

And lil bro done hit her friend man I Heard it's her main

Yea you know i'm insane

But if I had a chance I could do it Again

I'd do it over again

But I know that

All this love

All these drugs

Is what brought you right here to Be

Why you playyyy like it's all just me

40 right on my side an especially

If you think that you the one girl That's finna 6 up on me

Sittin' up

Wassup

Don't pass it uppp

Ain't no love

So say worddd

It's a blur

Hol up wait

Can't be the one

Molly call Nati to get the drop on They team yuh

Two new 30z for any oppy lil Treeshas

13 shots for a goofy cuz i'm THE Reaper

Poke dead bodies I smoke em When they deceased love

Can't let em hit my niggas sending More than 3 love

Percocet gone geek ya body up When off the clean drugs

Run down on em catch they ass Man they gone need love

No hugs but the switch could Embrace you

I could see right through any game That they play too

I could 6 on you but I might feel Ungrateful

And I know what I said but I'd still Never hate you

Cause you was real at times

The game was always mine

And you was neva signed

You agent number 5

Don't think that I forgot ab lil Alicia

She type bad like Amiracle and Anisa

Called up Mari jus talkin' about lil Key like

Shh gone die for the dissin' up on The Gzz

And bro gone slide with it 7 up with the heater

Sitting alone on my odyssey

I don't know if she onto me

But you know we do it better

Opp thot she finna come make it Wetter

Fuck that go leave in this weather

Lightning gone strike no beretta

You know that I'd never sweat her

So these bullets gone rain

Yeah these bullets gone rain