I got a couple things I could say to you

So many I could say

Till I reach the truth

Down bad, you see it in my eye

I can see your look

But let's flip the page

This an open book

We stronger than we thought

They don't think we this tough

You committed a crime love

Now we in cuffs

You took my heart

And wrapped it up in a box

With a little ribbon on it

Oouuu it's Christmas

I hit that ass with a combo attack

When I throw a bone

You let yourself throw it back

It's not about the money

I don't care about the stats

You look good as is

I lock you down, no retract

No regrets, no comebacks

I just want you to come back

Toss me the ball

I'll go running back

If I had to sell out for you

I'd throw more than a hundred racks

I'm rooted in the soil for you

And that's facts

You let me put this jewelry

On your neck (Neck)

I hold your hair

While you give me neck (Neck)

If money was a person

You'd be the perfect check

When I feel at my worst

You always bring out the best

The best amongst all the rest

Around you

I never wanna take a rest

I could go a few more rounds

This not normal sex

You make me smile

Whenever you send me a text

I'm always anticipating

What's gonna happen next

Dub in the blunt

Just to help release the stress

They say we too young to fall in love

But if this year's taught me anything

The boomers been said enough

I know there's more to us

I peep more with you than just lust

Affection, care, support, and trust

I wanna make things right

I wanna make things just

I don't need a ring to know

I'm held down like an anchor

If we was a song babe

This shit would be a banger

You cast a spell on me, Hermoine Granger

You the Cudi to my Mr. Rager

You don't need to say nothing

For me to know you're here

No matter how far

I always know you're near

When your face pops up

I don't have to fear

All of my problems

Just magically disappear

Tick Tock

The time is ticking

We winning this game

We made our decision

Always aiming for your heart

With perfect precision

Face down you didn't notice

The mess made you made on the linens

I got a couple things I could say to you

So many I could say

Till I reach the truth

Down bad, you see it in my eye

I can see your look

But let's flip the page

This an open book

We stronger than we thought

They don't think we this tough

You committed a crime love

Now we in cuffs

You took my heart

And wrapped it up in a box

With a little ribbon on it

Oouuu it's Christmas

I hit that ass with a combo attack

When I throw a bone

You let yourself throw it back

It's not about the money

I don't care about the stats

You look good as is

I lock you down, no retract

No regrets, no comebacks

I just want you to come back

Toss me the ball

I'll go running back

If I had to sell out for you

I'd throw more than a hundred racks

I'm rooted in the soil for you

And that's facts

Keeping my head up

Even when i'm moving in discreet

(In discreet)

Others would mind

But you don't seem to mind me

You don't feed me no lies

It's always gourmet when i'm hungry

After I lay you on your side

And hit it while my view is tilting

See your eyes decline

Harder than the Taj Mahal

Pussy getting demolished

Just like it did in 2016

When i'm out of it

I start experiencing withdrawals

Fall in love harder when i put it in

With no condom on

I'm a little unhinged

And you are too

That's why we on the fringe

But on the low we cool

You a broken door hinge

And i'm that clutch up tool

When you're sad I turn into a fool

Try to keep you up even when it seems

Like it couldn't be done

When I fuck up

Please don't tell me that we're done

I fucked up but it wasn't in the plans

When I woke up

Dad found out and told ya boy

To quit playing dumb and own up

I got a couple things I could say to you

So many I could say

Till I reach the truth

Down bad, you see it in my eye

I can see your look

But let's flip the page

This an open book

We stronger than we thought

They don't think we this tough

You committed a crime love

Now we in cuffs

You took my heart

And wrapped it up in a box

With a little ribbon on it

Oouuu it's Christmas

I hit that ass with a combo attack

When I throw a bone

You let yourself throw it back

It's not about the money

I don't care about the stats

You look good as is

I lock you down, no retract

No regrets, no comebacks

I just want you to come back

Toss me the ball

I'll go running back

If I had to sell out for you

I'd throw more than a hundred racks

I'm rooted in the soil for you

And that's facts