luv, jacob - #tightropes

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[Chorus] Why you lookin' so unimpressed, bae? You always keep that pout up on your face I don't know why you went ghost on Wednesday You don't let me know what's up in that brain You hate when I get high and call you You hate when all these lights is on you You hate when I get fried- it's on you 'Cause you got me on tightropes by noon Mm, I know you not in that zone Pass the rock, I'mma roll one I don't mind taking control And you like when I talk like this I get you in that mode Fine shit made my bed her home Fly shit always got it on 3.5 in a blunt, yeah, she high off of the runts Think it might be the time of the month But shorty keep wilin' out makin' a fuss Yeah, I'm pushin' Durango She wan' take a lil flick, get her angle She like the sound of the engine when I push the gas Yeah, I'm up in places you can't go And she got a halo like J-Lo 'Bout my baby I'll (Bang) Fredo And they sayin' it take two to tango So tell me what you finna bring to the table [Bridge] Maybe we can try again Rewrite the end But you wouldn't die for me So now I'm done with it [Chorus] Why you lookin' so unimpressed, bae? You always keep that pout up on your face I don't know why you went ghost on Wednesday You don't let me know what's up in that brain You hate when I get high and call you You hate when all these lights is on you You hate when I get fried- it's on you 'Cuz you got me on tightropes by noon [Verse 2] You been hatin' all the vibes in here, so have I Ugh, I been gettin' hella high for real Flowin' in my veins, I got so many different strains And I'm blowin' 'em all Stones different color like the fall And she wanna put all 'em on You don't like my actions and it's showing hard You act like you don't know what's going on Now you ain't even gotta hide it, baby, open up doors Give me some more, I'm tryna open your legs til the mornin' I'm fakin' love, this ho playin' dumb She fakin' sayin' it's light work to keep going on without me I'm flippin' the script all on you Having you on these tightropes like all week She wanted to play with a player I let this ho play and then let the ho see You been hatin' all the vibes in here, so have I Ugh, I been gettin' hella high for real Flowin' in my veins, I got so many different strains And I'm blowin' 'em all Stones different color like the fall And she wanna put all 'em on
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