I GUESS IT’S LOVE?

Girl, you lookin’ too amazing for
Me not to say something
The look that’s on your face
You ain’t gotta say nothin’
You’re good enough to wait
We don’t gotta rush, fuck it
(Haha) yeah, uh
Don’t need nobody else but you, you, you
You and I
She asked me where I’m tryna eat, I told her
“You decide” honestly baby
That’s the last thing that’s on my mind
‘Cause all I’m thinking about is
Pussy and the dollar signs true-true love
Cop the Range out the
Window of the dealership
She ain’t impressed
Her daddy yacht the size of cruise ship
If she could see where I come from
She’d know I’m new to this she used to this
When I look at you, you look at me
We know what it is, no need to speak
I guess it’s love i guess it’s love
When I look at you
At first you wouldn’t take me home
Was you embarrassed of me?
Your parents said we wouldn’t last
They were scared to love me
Shit, if they only knew my past
They’d be scared-er of me
And all these other bitches mad ’cause
They know you got me
And I know you love it, you know they love me
They said, “He’s too young to last”
I ain’t worried ’bout it
They worried ’bout it, don’t worry ’bout it
They always got somethin’ to say
Girl you lookin’ too amazing for
Me not to say something
The look that’s on your face
You ain’t gotta say nothin’
You’re good enough to wait
We don’t gotta rush, fuck it
(Haha) yeah, and that’s because
When I look at you, you look at me
We know what it is, no need to speak
I guess it’s love i guess it’s love
When I look at you, you look at me
We know what it is, no need to speak
I guess it’s love i guess it’s love
When I look at you
Oh, woah, oh, woah oh oh, woah, oh, woah
Oh oh, woah, oh, woah oh oh, woah (yeah)
My own family’s sellin’ stories
But I still love ’em
Lotta hoes I knew was trouble
But I still fucked ’em
Lotta people did me wrong
And it’s still fuck them
And if you askin’ ’bout my country, boy
I still run it
And if you askin’ ’bout my homies, man
They still thuggin’
Still on drugs, done pourin’ up
Tryna feel something it’s civil war
They gettin’ caught up for
Just tryna drill somethin’
Girl, if you knew the half of it
You would be still buggin’
But when I look at you, you look at me
We know what it is, no need to speak
I guess it’s love i guess it’s love
When I look at you, you look at me
We know what it is, no need to speak
I guess it’s love i guess it’s love
When I look at you
Oh, woah, oh, woah oh oh, woah, oh, woah
Oh oh, woah, oh, woah oh oh, woah, oh, woah
Oh oh, woah, oh, woah oh oh, woah, oh, woah
Oh oh, woah, oh, woah oh oh, woah, oh, woah