Lyrics

You can come to my birthday party, but only if you bring cake and gifts Caught your left eye, I was love struck Then you span around, man what a dump truck Need some TLC in my life but Last 3 years, feeling like my lucks up Cause I cant find love, only find lust Need a new love looking for a fresh start Is it true that the past can define us? All the guys in your past in the minor What your dreams look like do they shine bright? Or should I change your script like a playwright When you get low, babe are you moody You into pictures, are you a foodie? You wanna watch the sunrise and the sunset Laying on the grass, cause the sun hasn't come yet You into star signs, are we compatible You want that standard, or something magical Yo, Look you want a trap boy, or a worker Or a six-figure big-money earner You into hype-hype oohsherr like Flirta Or an afro boy like I'm Burner Do your friends think that men ain't shit So introduction's gonna be a mad ting You got family, are you guys tight Do you love them, or is it more bye-bye Are your friends gonna rock with my bredrins Or is it gonna be drama like the West End Do you wanna stand out, or just blend in Do you want a fairytale-style ending These are questions on my mental And seeing you can't be accidental I ain't ever gonna be judgemental Be judgemental Be judgemental
Writer(s): Hayden Edwards-watson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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