GR and Mixta
Ah, yo
I might have to cut for a bit
Just know I'll be back
See you're mine for sure
I know you like it when I call up your phone
Or when I pull up and come knock at your door
I know I'm always out in the streets or up in the booth 'til like three or four (four)
Just know that you're stuck on my mind, 'cause I can't even lie I can't ask for more (I can't)
I'm tryna show you something real
All you'll find is jealousy out in these streets
Outside she's calm, low-key
Once we touch my yard, she turns to a freak
I can promise you B
I couldn't care less about the girls on IG
And the fact that you've got my back when I ain't around just proves you for me
Outside gotta move low-key, see don't know what these brodas are on
And if I don't pick up, I'm not with aya, I'm writing a song
Can't believe I've got jealous friends, bare red eye, this shit's so long (red eye)
And yo! I'ma keep it real with you, no way I could do you wrong
I can't lie, man this girl was different (different)
Late night, pull up to the gaf quick knock on the door G my heart beat is skipping
She's never been with a broda like me
Her ex was a joke, you know he's too simple
Huh, two in the morning I'm thinkin' 'bout cash
You're thinking about quittin', see my bro there's a difference (gang)
GR and Mixta