4MFP Lyrics

I wanna be Lowkeyy

Look' Ayee, I'ma tell you soon

But right now I can't tell you everything

Thinking about the shit we used to do

So I can't go to sleep

Hella nights was turning to the morning

We still ain't going home

I'm thinking bout the times I'm holding tight

And you was letting go

Only had my brothers and the streets

Before I hit your phone

Then we fell in love

Somehow your home became my second home

Remember when the boys pulled us over

Cause we hate driving slow

I had 30 underneath the seat

And you ain't let em know

If you don't let water in the boat

Then it can never sink

In other words, don't care bout what they say

Focus on you and me

Wanna be inside my skin

I'll rock you like my jewelry

Don't get no second chances, baby

Never make a fool of me

Let off 18 shots with the ghost

And I took off the beam

What I keep on learning is

It's never fully what it seems

Love's a deadly weapon

That's ah easy way to sell a dream

Gotta watch that backdoe

It ain't ever from your enemies

Niggas always turn into a mess

For tryna mess with me

Ain't cheating on my bitch

So it won't ever be no catching me

Lash a nigga broad daylight

I checked that boy for heat

Just left him looking stupid

At the corner, yeah, without no cleats

Baby, I'm a player

And a lover, so what you see in me

I think you bringing out the best in me

I never seen this me

I don't think you really comprehend

You mean the world to me

I love sharing my life with you

We supposed to be a team

Cut off any bitch for you right now

Cause we got chemistry

Swear love is blind

My heart still don't see what you did to me

Stayed together longer than they thought

They told us both to leave

I told you it could work

You said it won't because you ain't believe

Make me think you got shit on the side

Some you ain't telling me

Reciprocate that shit and keep it real

Baby, be real with me

Reciprocate that shit and keep it real

You still my favorite person

Even though we not on speaking terms

This 4 my favorite person

I'ma tell you soon

But right now I can't tell you everything

Thinking bout the shit we used to do

So I can't go to sleep

Hella nights was turning to the morning

We still ain't going home

I'm thinking bout the times I'm holding

Tight and you was letting go

Only had my brothers and the streets

Before I hit your phone

Then we fell in love

Somehow your home became my second home

Remember when the boys pulled us over

Cause we hate driving slow

I had 30 underneath the seat

And you ain't let em know

And you ain't let em know

I had 30 under

And you ain't let em know

And you ain't let em know

I'm thinking bout the shit we used to do

So I ain't, hmm

Yeaaa

And I could put like 25 on your fingers, 25 for your shades

Yeaa' Yeaaa