$irChronic - Mona Lisa Lyrics

Only God can hold me, love me, feel me
Only God can hold me, love me, feel me
Only God can hold-
You still got a home in my headroom
Letters in a box in my bedroom
The plaque still intact like I said boo
You walk in the spot and I sense you
You act like you don't see me I pretend too
And i'd really be lying if I said that doesn't cross my mind like a thousand times
Whether I should text you or leave that to the next dude?
And then I realize that it would end if it wasn't meant to
They told me chronic rapping like his rent due
But really I be spitting when it's meant for you
How you think I came up with these interludes
I can't wait to tell them in my interviews
That that girl was my muse
Huh, yeah
That that girl was my muse
She was the Lisa to my Vinci
Goddamn I wonder if she miss me
Goddamn I miss when she would kiss me
I need to stop calling when I'm tipsy
Had me thinking we could Bobby and Whitney
Honestly my luck been bad since Britteny
Only God can hold me, love me, feel me
Only God can hold me, love me, feel me
And the next time they gift you in front of me please tip me
Cause valentines day had a nigga real pissed B
And i stay nonchalant with it, for a few little minutes
Then it really starts to kick in
I know you were talking to him back when we were kicking
Back when i was missing , You went round tripping
And you gave me pain when it was love that i was giving
And you sold me out when it was love that i was bidding