Here I stand now
A lonely man
Can he do it
Girl I know I can
Why you always doubting all my plans?
From the show to our home I put money in your hand
They like Lucid can you make a happy love song for once?
We know that she treating you bad but damn, you the one sticking around for the punch
You pussy we get it, you down on your luck
Depressed, and never impressed when you drunk
Baby why you ain't just at me
Talking crazy on app, please
I don't wanna be the judgmental type
But you looking like a dumb little side
Piece, please don't attack me
Know I had you in the back seat
You were gripping, had to slow shit down
Acting like you ain't know shit now
Things change, she out the door, she speeding on the freeway (speeding down the freeway on her bday)
Peek out the window, waiting on your return
Waiting on that phone call, late night
Yo stop, can I come through, know that you want me too, so I'm gon too til the cops gon knock
Crazy in love all I know when I jot
What the f*ck we gon celebrate?
When the f*ck does the champagne pop
The hardest thing for you to do is give me flowers, and when I give you yours, you just let it rot
How was our relationship better when we had no locks
Think we better off back on the block
Put me back in the box
Think I need therapy, crash these thoughts
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Here I stand now
A lonely man
Can he do it
Girl I know I can
Why you always doubting all my plans?
From the show to our home I put money in your hand
They like Lucid can you make a happy love song for once?
We know that she treating you bad but damn, you the one sticking around for the punch
You pussy we get it, you down on your luck
Depressed, and never impressed when you drunk
Baby why you ain't just at me
Talking crazy on app, please
I don't wanna be the judgmental type
But you looking like a dumb little side
Piece, please don't attack me
Know I had you in the back seat
You were gripping, had to slow shit down
Acting like you ain't know shit now
Things change, she out the door, she speeding on the freeway (speeding down the freeway on her bday)
Peek out the window, waiting on your return
Waiting on that phone call, late night
Yo stop, can I come through, know that you want me too, so I'm gon too til the cops gon knock
Crazy in love all I know when I jot
What the f*ck we gon celebrate?
When the f*ck does the champagne pop
The hardest thing for you to do is give me flowers, and when I give you yours, you just let it rot
How was our relationship better when we had no locks
Think we better off back on the block
Put me back in the box
Think I need therapy, crash these thoughts
A lonely man
Can he do it
Girl I know I can
Why you always doubting all my plans?
From the show to our home I put money in your hand
They like Lucid can you make a happy love song for once?
We know that she treating you bad but damn, you the one sticking around for the punch
You pussy we get it, you down on your luck
Depressed, and never impressed when you drunk
Baby why you ain't just at me
Talking crazy on app, please
I don't wanna be the judgmental type
But you looking like a dumb little side
Piece, please don't attack me
Know I had you in the back seat
You were gripping, had to slow shit down
Acting like you ain't know shit now
Things change, she out the door, she speeding on the freeway (speeding down the freeway on her bday)
Peek out the window, waiting on your return
Waiting on that phone call, late night
Yo stop, can I come through, know that you want me too, so I'm gon too til the cops gon knock
Crazy in love all I know when I jot
What the f*ck we gon celebrate?
When the f*ck does the champagne pop
The hardest thing for you to do is give me flowers, and when I give you yours, you just let it rot
How was our relationship better when we had no locks
Think we better off back on the block
Put me back in the box
Think I need therapy, crash these thoughts
Writer: Luke Schoenhofer
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid