2 My Truest lovE Lyrics

Letter To My

Truest Love

New women treat me like my ex

They ask do I be thinking bout my ex

I would answer honestly but I ain't even thinking bout what's next

All I can afford to think is checks

All I can afford here in this little world I'm bored

And it's nothing new this all I knew since I was born

Show me something new you got a week or shit im done

Knowing that I got you in a game that you could never say you won and its my fault

I only see this shit one way

Protector Provider Previsionary

Im none of that

One right move

I'm some of that if not all of that

But really aint planned for none of that

I cant unrelax

Feel like a life full of stress

Like riding bikes with these hoes

Here come the cycle of mess

But its all in my head

Feel like I wanna work out

But I be stuck in my bed

It's all in my hands

If I want different I gotta make different plans

Aint no complaining I gotta meet the demands

Cause shit I'm a man

Black at that

I'm lightksinned but I dont think that that's gone get me no hands

So get me these bands

No offense to women of my past

But Im past that

Really hope I see you where I land

Where my glass at

Toast to everyone of yall

I really hope you find your own rings where the champs at

Over here

Getting to the money

I got plans for six figures in like six months if hungry and I'm hungry

To you it may not sound extraordinary

But if you was from where I'm from

It would sound more like a fairy tale

I been talking m's for like m amount of years

And still ain't seen a m yet

I'm like is this shit meant

Smacked myself like bitch get yo lazy ass up out the bed

You satisfied with bitches getting wet and living in yo head

Knowing you dont want to end up in this cycle that we in

Up in this cycle we can't end it

We just steady spinning

Meet you and I love you

Fuck fight and then we end it

I just got a Plan B for a bitch with no resistance

I can't have no baby with a bitch with no intentions

Im not even dissing

This go for my sisters

Yeah it takes two but look at the bigger picture

Look at our communities and tell me what's the difference

New women treat me like my ex

They ask do I be thinking bout my ex

Everything I learned from that the the up's and downs the boxes to the left

I'm like a vet

I demand it but ain't earning my respect

Pockets never made a man

But they never made him less

I done mastered care of self

Tryna stack for master chefs

Seeking millions hell yeah

Tryna stack for what the hell's

What it take to be a man

I could really be in jail

That shit help me to appreciate the shit I got for real

What I dont got isn't for me in this time at least it's clear

I ain't my found my truest love

And I'm in love with that idea

It'll make sense when I meet you

So Dear

You