Fr4m ab4ve

I said I don't love you anymore, No More
I was walking down your block until my feet was turning sore
And if your gang wanna start that talk
Then we cuttin' em with a sword
And I'm so glad that you're in my life
You had to be sent from the lord
Lord

Oh Yeah, Ok
Want a pic let you hold my drac'
Need some bread open up that safe huh
Ain't no nigga out there finna break her
You gotta leave, stay later
Plan on stacking some paper
She run away, finna chase her
Ima be your caretaker

I said go, we up on the run now
Is toying with me too fun now
Go play around, Go get gunned down
And I'm finna go smoke my lungs out
On the phone from the lights to the sun out
Yeah, we plannin on having a son now
Finna argue we throwing our love out
Put her ex on the curb, he get slugged out

I said I don't love you anymore, No More
I was walking down your block until my feet was turning sore
And if your gang wanna start that talk
Then we cuttin' em with a sword
And I'm so glad that you're in my life
You had to be sent from the lord
Lord
Okay