Christian Lyrics

(Don't nobody got you like I do)

(Can't nobody ask you the right moves)

(You know your flaws and no one makes you feel more through)

(I wish I had all the answers on your part)

Yea come here let me talk to you for a second

Next to you the closest that I'd probably get to Heaven

He was playing mind games leaving bad impressions

Saw your broken heart and thought that he could go and take advantage

He a bad boy ain't that what you choose him for

He a pain in the ass probably why they named him Roid

Trying to save you like I'm in the Army on a deploy mission

Time to open up your heart where the key for it

Yea I'm smooth with the words I ain't a pimp though

This a mixture of the Gunna and that Drake flow

Limo tint my ride baby we can lay low

Or make a movie in the bed if you want to be seen

Have you singing Falsetto but I ain't a dream I'm the real thing

Have you addicted to this dope dick just like a fiend

Just take a deep breath baby breathe

And I ain't got to spit game

Whisper something in your ear and watch how quick the weather change

Have you high off life like you flying a plane

I really put in work I ain't worried about the fame

Yea lil mama bad but she better stay in her lane

You really want love I can tell how you came

Well come and get with me and watch your outlook on life

It'll never be the same

Just be cool like John Travolta certain shit for little birds and I hang with vultures

Follow through with my promises don't get your hopes up

Have a baby by me baby let's do it for the culture

I still pick up pretty pennies me having two pennies starting to make sense

If I think a penny's pretty just know that you're a dime

In other words I can change your outlook I ain't lying

They say that love is blind but is it really worth it it's already so hard to find

A couple years and it don't work ain't a waste of time

Just getting you closer to knowing what's your kind

And you ain't got to be the clingiest

I'm headed out just know I'm coming home to you every evening

I'm the real Gunna I ain't with all that singing shit

And I got it on my own I ain't the neediest

We all say the same words they don't put it how I put it

Do the same things they don't do it how I do it

I can make you feel special baby there's a difference

I be with demons of course I need my Christian

(On a Saturday trying to make it home to you baby)

(Never know it's gone be amazing but we can't lie it's amazing)

(Let's just talk about us if we really are)

(They only love me cause they see me getting money now)

(Fuck the whole front row at the show if you ain't there)