Love 4 Love

Running from my love, I don't know why, I don't know why Running from my love, I don't know why, I don't know why Keep on running, keep on running, keep on running Ayy, I'm living too fast, just want the moment to last Just bought a whip and no cash, just like wembanyama I'm tryna come first in the draft, invested in stock but it crashed But damn that's just how that shit go, shout out to Kenny, the opulent coat And Lil Guy the records, we coming for throats, n***a like woah Ayy, ayy, cop me an 8th , don't you cop me a 10 I'll stamp in the ink, free my dogs in the pen Run up a bag and then run it again Sticking and moving you like how I do it Just vibe to the music and so all your friends Let's keep it 100 like Ben, just the beginning, it's far from the end N***a like Tryna rob me for my money, bae You know that shit ain't funny, bae Don't you play me for the dummy, bae When I'm all up in your tummy, bae Remember I was dressing bummy, bae Now a n***a got some money, bae Don't you tell me that you love me, bae If you don't really love me, bae I don't know why, I don't know why You're running from my love I don't know why, I don't know why To keep it a stack You must be smoking on crack If you think I ain't coming with stacks I got the racks, I got the motherfucking racks But I'm putting the racks in the back Sliding the scat And all the tents is all black I'm finna flex in the chat F*ck all you Nat's Double entendre on that Smoovie be coming with facts Cause baby, I'm back Chain is so chilly, I need me a coat She finna ride on my way like a boat After we finish, she call me to goat Soon to be great, this is all that I know Soon to be great, this is all I'ma be You pussy n****s don't want it with me No I ain't Vil, but you know I'm a G She sweeter than honey, and that's how it be Ayy, ayy, cop me an 8th , don't you cop me a 10 I'll stamp in the ink, free my dogs in the pen Run up a bag and then run it again Sticking and moving you like how I do it Just vibe to the music and so all your friends Let's keep it 100 like Ben, just the beginning, it's far from the end N***a like Tryna rob me for my money, bae You know that shit ain't funny, bae Don't you play me for the dummy, bae When I'm all up in your tummy, bae Remember I was dressing bummy, bae Now a n***a got some money, bae Don't you tell me that you love me, bae If you don't really love me, bae For the liars and the cheaters manipulative, deceivers , this one for you