The First I love You

Girl, I'm sitting in the room writing your favorite song

Put my feelings to the paper, I can't let him show

A lot on my mind, I had to let it go

He gon' shake the world if you let him go

In my head a lot today, thinking bout the bad

Think I need a time machine can't go back

I was tryna run right to the bag

Fuck it, I can't go out sad

Woah, think I see a place up at the top

Think I'm gonna pop, give me a shot

Straight up out the gate, I cannot stop

Youngest at the party, he don't wanna wait

They don't wanna smoke with me

They don't wanna smoke with me, okay

I don't want no hoe no way, But fuck it, give me dome, I need a break

I don't wanna rush, I'm gonna wait

Fuck it, bitch, I love you in another type of way

My last bitch, she did me so bad I don't wanna hurt you, but I used to all of that

Mmm, woah, oh, oh Mmm

But I don't wanna let her go I don't wanna let her go, no

But it's best for me to let you go So fuck it, I'ma let you go, oh no

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh