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In Her Voice

 

In Her Voice

(album: RESET - 2018)


In her voice baby why you gotta thug on me
Why you can't just fuckin love on me
The fact I show you attention and you don't show it back
It's like you scared to be with me the way you holdin back
In my words, fuck the stress I want you at your best
The fact you here show you down, I gotta confess
Just let me apologize, I wanna progress
Yea, you can lay your trust on me

Why I can't have you to myself type of shit she ask
Talkin bout I wish you was broke so I can get you back
Sometimes it feel like we just fuckin with no strings attached
She say when I least expect it imma meet my match
Didn't know I fucked up almost found out too late, she into romantic hood niggas with tatts on his face
How bout I send a dozen roses on a normal day, helicopters over the city that's a normal date
Then she come with, why you postin and shit act like you seen my text
Fuck that, with all this shit you bout to be my ex
Walked in on me and her friend, my hand on her cat
Then found out I fucked her enemy on top of that

In her voice baby why you gotta thug on me
Why you can't just fuckin love on me
The fact I show you attention and you don't show it back
It's like you scared to be with me the way you holdin back
In my words, fuck the stress I want you at your best
The fact you here show you down, I gotta confess
Just let me apologize, I wanna progress
Yea, you can lay your trust on me

When you mad you trippin then apologize like Ella Mai
I get on some nice shit we boo'd up in a matter of days
Told you I'm changing my ways, (when then) starting today
I'm gettin my priorities straight, hate to see tears on your face
But you were with me through the hard times, lot of secrets in the archive
And I know I ain't shit, but I swear that I try
You always askin me, why do I thug you
I wouldn't take the time out my day if I ain't still love you
Why I gotta share you with another bitch, I want my glory
When you ask me to post you, I blow it off ignore it
Fuck a IG story, you're my life story
If your heart really all mine, why I gotta fight for it

In her voice baby why you gotta thug on me
Why you can't just fuckin love on me
The fact I show you attention and you don't show it back
It's like you scared to be with me the way you holdin back
In my words, fuck the stress I want you at your best
The fact you here show you down, I gotta confess
Just let me apologize, I wanna progress
Yea, you can lay your trust on me

done

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