[Produced by Tyler, the Creator]
[Verse 1]
Playing hard to get will get you motherf*ckin’ got
I’m trying not to care, but b*tch you so hot
My mind revolve around you, but I will not, fall
But, then I start to crawl
Between you and music I don’t even think at all
The prod told me triple zero what I call
To find you
Goddess play hide and seek
She know her damn power got a man going weak
But it’s been f*cking years, and
I cannot even speak
Why you string a mouse along for the cheese?
Wouldn’t even get a picture or somethin’ at least
The other day I heard and felt nothing
My mind finally gave me peace
But it came crashing down
When I saw you ‘cross the street
And you gazed upon my seek
Not enough, somebody call the f*ckin’ Gods to come top me up
Cause nothing is stopping us
I got too much love
I f*cking hate what I’ve become
[Verse 2]
Sittin’ on my ass all day
Writing words that you’ll never hear, that’s always
I’m f*cked up, that’s all ways
Remember glances as it trickle down the hallways, f*ck
Coulda been, but
I said nothing
As f*cking usual, uh
Why you got such a f*cking hold on me?
I could never tell, you
Hold, up
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