Man I swear that you the one, I just hope that you + can See it You say you wan't a man but Shawty just know I can be it Laving on my roof, we can talk about your Feelings You ain't gotta put on Makeup cause I swear that you don't need it We can mothafucking grind, Breaking all the Bread Ride until we die, and I can ride until you Dead Like you did a Marathon, running all up in my Head You ain't even gotta Talk + cause I could look at you Instead Got me going crazy with the things you always say Minutes turn to hours when I'm looking at your Face If you ever free to link, put our numbers in Exchange I'm just hoping that you tell that are feelings are the Same Tell me bout your day, while we look up at the Moon We can mothafucking chill, when it's Dark until it's Noon Hoping that you fuck with me, like how I always Fucked With You