Pray I'm Enough Lyrics

It's a party in Toronto

I understand baby girl but I really need you pronto

Like can you slide like tomorrow

Feelings got me stuck, I'm in sorrow

I just fell in love, supermodel

I pray that I'm enough, for your daughter

I understand

She want a nigga with some blue bands

I got them bands in my vision but I don't even wear the Ray-Bans

Old sweet song, she a Ray fan

All night long, with the latex

Pressure build up, got some tension

Say she don't love me but she all up in my mentions

I give her free signs, she don't pay attention I'm on a G5, put you in the next one

Say I'm a sweet guy, I can be your best one

I'm asking God, please don't turn her to a lesson

She on my mind, man these feelings getting heavy

Don't wanna go, let me know when you ready

I'm tryna make lil baby girl twist and turn

And when she look me in my eyes, I get that urge

Baby what you want, I swear, I get you a purse and if they playing with you, I'ma put em in a hearse

I ain't playing around, I'm tryna hit em where it hurts

X marks the spot, baby watch me go berserk

Ain't got no time for the bees and the birds

She waste my time, guess lil bae don't see my worth

She waste my time, guess her bae don't see my worth

It's a party in Toronto

I understand baby girl, but I really need you pronto

Like can you slide like tomorrow?

Feelings got me stuck, I'm in sorrow

I just fell in love, supermodel

Hope that I'm enough, for your daughter

I understand

She want a nigga with some blue bands

I got these bands in my vision, but I don't even wear the Ray-Bans

Old sweet song, she a Ray fan

All night long, with the latex

If I told you I need you, am I trippin?

Shoot my shot, I gotta shoot like I'm Pippin

She run away without a notice, think it's all my fault

Play your cards right, what's the call?

I'm up all night, what went wrong

Tired of feeling down, just like this

She got a man, but I promise it ain't this

Feel myself sinking down into abyss

I gotta do a lot, just to get a state of bliss

You don't even know the pressure I be on

I say I'm fine, I tell you ain't nothing wrong

I need my time, I just keep it on the low

She think I'm lying, guess she heard it through the grapevine

I need her heart, cause she break mine

That's my pet peeve, I can't waste time

I need release, then my chest I

You best believe, I'm the best I

She might talk to me, when that cup on her liver

Yeah she sent a text, but I left her on delivered

I don't understand why she crying me a river now she understand how a nigga feeling