(Foe Thousand)

I can't even front, I'm needin' some love (for real)
I'm needin' some drugs (for real)
I'm needin' it crushed
You can't hold me down, you hold me up
I'ma count a pile, she rollin' me one
It's a water fountain, I swim in her guts
Mean no disrespect, I wanted to fuck
Middle fingers high, they thought we was done
We got bitches naked, she throwin' the ones (yeah)

Yeah, take you to a place, no neighbors
She make me work for her, surfboard, young wavy
I was told respect last longer than the paper
They minor, my niggas major
My DM is full of flavors
I'm havin' it, so I spend it, I really ain't tryna save her
It's easy for me to fuck 'em, I'm feelin' the conversation
She trusted me with her heart, I promise I wouldn't break it
Please say the
Hey, please say the baby
Pose for the
Pose for the camera
Is it me or this pill? Girl, that pussy taste like Fanta
Disappointed in your ex, I guess you ain't have no standards

I can't even front, I'm needin' some love (for real, real, yeah)
I can't even front, I'm needin' some love (yeah)
I can't even front, I'm needin' some love (for real, real, yeah)
I can't even front, I'm needin' some love (yeah)
I can't even front, I'm needin' some love

"Face, fuck you
You know I love your motherfuckin' ass
Why the fuck you keep playin' with me
Behind these dirty-ass, bum-ass, broke-ass hoes?
Nigga, you know I love you, I love you to death
Stop fuckin' playin' with me"

Copyright: EMPIRE
Writer(s): Dayan Watson, Marcellus Register