ALMOST A LOVE SONG ft. Fyelow Lyrics

I think I love you

She look at me and say, "What you say? I ain't hear it"

I said, "Don't worry, I wasn't even talkin' to you

I was just talkin' to the mirror"

I said the last time was the last time

How the fuck I keep gettin' near her

She look so delicate, but she a heart eater

This is why I don't trust appearance

Everybody got one that they fearin'

Everybody got one that had got away

I got everything blocked but your phone number

Cause you know that I'm always a call away

I been movin' around, I'm a roadrunner

I don't think I stepped out of this car today

Tryna make sure I know that I don't want her

I just spent our vacation on Cartiers

Baby girl, I still think that I fuck with you

But I can't cause I'm not the one fuckin' you

Tryna remind myself that I'm done with you

I get comfortable bein' uncomfortable

All this shit got me movin' real anti

Rock and roll in this bitch like a landslide

Got put onto a bitch from my damn guy

She gon' fuck on 47, and Ty

Matter of fact, she gon' fuck me and then J

Like it's college, she gone off the E&J

It's ironic, got humped on a Wednesday

Fuck with me, give a fuck what your man say

And right now I'm rollin' like a motherfucker

Tryna act like I ain't got no love for you

I don't even know how I could love others

I came up from the dirt with my mud brothers

And my niggas gon' always be there for me

And I'm fuckin' on her for my therapy

If I pop out fresh cut, they gon' stare at me

Yea you listenin', but is you hearin' me?

You feel me?

Aye

Aye you listenin', but is you hearin' me?

You hear me?

Aye

You listenin', but is you hearin me?

I count it up chop it and split it

Let me be specific, if you on the team then you eat

Ain't had time to sit in a minute

But shit, if you standin' on a business no need for a seat

I came in this bitch for the chicken

I'm that type of nigga, these broke niggas just wanna beef

What happened to bro nem, he ain't make the team

It's lights camera action, I'm tryna make a scene

Like where all the love? I ain't get none

Can't get tricked out yo spot if you ain't pick one

Been crossin' the line, tryna blitz some

I might spin the bin, I think I missed one

Just been sittin' back, I had to recline

Got hit in his chest and had a hiccup

Them racks in the seat, I got em sittin' up

I hit one more lick, I might go on the run

They cut on my shit and make everybody move in this bitch

Like a nigga just pulled out a gun

I got up my weight & then move some more weight

In a minute, I'll probably be up to a ton

I hop in the shower, got all of my pape in the tub

I'm just tryna rub on a dub

I hop in that whip and a nigga go straight to them funds

Ain't waitin' for none

Lil shorty I think she tryn creep on a nigga

I hit from the back, make a beat while I'm in it

She give out a key, she can't keep her a nigga

I show her some love, she ain't leavin' a nigga

I pass to the left, I don't need a lil' nigga

My pockets was fat, but they got a lil' bigger

She think I'm a genie, I can't grant her wishes

I blow her a kiss, but I can't give her kisses