Love
 

I guess she love me
"put it on my face," I said
only time a bitch is above me.
"I just won the race," she said
well race to the kitchen & hug me
bitch I need some Chutney
you looking sick like a doe
what the shit where's my dough
yea she paler than snow
yea she cold, & she home
she said to the cops she was lost
but for real we chill & we rome
i take pills when i'm home
one of these days gone be gone
mac miller, she gone find me home & alone
OD'd off fentanyl
she call me family but i'm no kin t'ya at'all
6'1, and a nigga need some leg room
got baked with her mom
told that bitch imma need some bread soon

yea yea yea

@micboof, need the flow docta to clean this shit up but ya get it