FUTURE GIRLS ft. Nico Suave & David $iLK Lyrics

Pretty ladies wanna two step when I hit the scene

I'm the man in my city all I'm missin' is a Queen

Always watching out for tricks love is rarely what it seems

Shawty acting like it's love

When she really love the green

Why does love rarely make sense?

Ayy

You know what I mean

Yeah you know what I mean

These future girls got me stuck in a pipedream

Why can't love be simple

It's so complicated

No way to explain it

Somehow always fallin' for the worst ones

And catching feelings I'm always the first one

Used to dream bout stackin' this bread up with my first love

But my last made me feel like love is worth nothin'

Pretty ladies wanna two step when I hit the scene

I'm the man in my city all I'm missin' is a Queen

Always watching out for tricks love is rarely what it seems

Shawty acting like it's love

When she really love the green

Running from my dreams I couldn't look away

Running different schemes

Till they all get took away

And all these texts hitting my phone

It might get in the away

But I might run off with your queen

She just a look away

Shawty tryna hold me back

But I'm breaking out the chains

Love is war love is pain

Going crazy

Big stepper like the Navy

Couple rounds Imma slay her

It's a fling she ain't my baby yuh

Pretty ladies wanna two step when I hit the scene

I'm the man in my city all I'm missin' is a Queen

Always watching out for tricks love is rarely what it seems

Shawty acting like it's love

When she really love the green

Why does love rarely make sense?

Ayy

You know what I mean

Yeah you know what I mean

These future girls got me stuck in a pipedream

Why can't love be simple

It's so complicated

I think that I hate it

It's always the same trick

Right hand on her heart

One hand on her thigh

Passion or pleasure

True love or true lies

I treated hoes like my passion projects

I was stuck on em

Deeper soul ties any time I'd fuck on em

I was somewhere between simpin and pimpin'

A sucker for any attention even from the wrong women

She think I'm a heartbreaker

Used to gettin' my heartbroken

If I get attached my passion burns

Until my heart frozen

Lot at stake

I got billions worth of barred poems

Lotta niggas swear they stars

But I'm the star chosen

I used to look to the sky for answers

Now I look within for strength against temptation

Fast life models and exotic dancers

Who wanna sin with the hottest sensation

My muses like passion projects

I can not get stuck on em'

If they ain't wifey

I ain't tryna slide or fuck on em'

Choose my flames wise

Cause my heart rarely lies

But them hips hypnotize and play tricks on the mind

Why can't love be simple

It's so complicated

I think that I hate it

It's always the same trick

Right hand on her heart

One hand on her thigh

Passion or pleasure

True love or true lies