[Intro]
Street
16, another week
Shout-out to the homie Biebs
Hahaha
[Verse]
But yo, I could've died in her arms, but I ain't tryna kick the bucket yet
I got the smile and the charm
Surprised and alarmed she ain't gone from my ruggedness
Guess it's just the cloud that we on
But I don't really need the superficial fly things
Relationships are simple when written through a pencil and not ink
Erase that. Change this. Room for improvement
I hate that ya friends always tryna add they 2 cents
You know I think they stupid, Cupid needs to hit 'em
Help em find their own rhythm, I ain't talking 'bout music
But back to my flower, let me tell you what the truth is
Nothing's ever better than the truth from those tulips
Aw, a little clever, but you get it
And even if you hadn't, you probably wouldn't admit it
Aw, I'm just kidding, being typical Christian
But that ain't just my name, the funny thang is I live it
[Outro]
Yeah, haha
Shout-out to Rhapsodist on the beat