Mi Amore Lyrics

They been coming at with a lotta shots

I ain't got a doubt

I ain't switching routes

They been talking a lot

I ain't run my mouth

They been judging my moves

Don't know what I'm bout

I ain't been running for clout

Up in the studio

I'm cooking i'm cooking i'm cooking like 100 hours

Gimme like 100 miles

On the whip

Hop in v8 right out the dealership

I've been dreaming bout that shit ever since

I was a kid being pushed into bins

Now we riding around in a Benz

Who's laughing now bitch do the dance

Thanks for pushing me to who i am

Was a boy now i turned to a man

Now they look at me mad

I've been feeling a lil bad

Nah im kidding tho ahah

Tryna link me on the gram

Look i couldn't give a damn

I'm doing everything i can

And if i can't imma do it till i do it

Till my name feeling like a brand

Ma, look i'm the man

My mama different she raised me good

I was a kid tryna fit in the hood

Did some shit i know i shouldn't have done

Mama i'm sorry i'm your only son

One i ain't looking for no drama

Two i'm tryna bless up my mama

Three i'm tryna fill up my Louis V duffle bags

Get the racks straight to Bahamas

Coming at with a lotta shots

I ain't got a doubt

I ain't switching routes

They been talking a lot

I ain't run my mouth

They been judging my moves

Don't know what I'm bout

I ain't been running for clout

Up in the studio

I'm cooking i'm cooking i'm cooking like 100 hours

On my dash i'm doin 200 miles ay

Ay, Mi amore

I give some and then give you more

Hitting up Louis V, Dior, Amiri

I spent ten racks walkin in the stores

Ay, Mi amore

I got your digits but never call

You want me and more

Thought you're somebody i'd take the fall for

Coming at with a lotta shots

I ain't got a doubt

I ain't switching routes

They been talking a lot

I ain't run my mouth

They been judging my moves

Don't know what i'm bout

I ain't been running for clout!

Up in the studio

I'm cooking i'm cooking i'm cooking

I'm cooking like 100 hours

On my dash i'm doing 200 miles

Ay mi amore

I give you some and then give you more

Hitting up Louis V, Dior, Amiri

Huh, ay mi amore

I've got your digits but never call

You want me and more