Whispers

Grab the wheel, make a play for me, all the hypotheticals, now I need you to prove it. Don’t hype me and say some real shit, just to act like it never happened. That’s a verbal contract, im listening. Thought I had to get it on my own, just cause I’m grown, til I found a solider who remind me of home. Come fuck with me, fuck on me ,shawty got it, live as can be. If she smoke woods that’s cool wit me, get in your zone , but give me my space. Grab the wheel, make a play for me, all the hypotheticals, but now Ima need you to prove it. It sound good, your tone make me believe, but I peep attempts to decieve. Don’t lie to me, don’t lie to me ,don’t lie to me. She say get high wit me, cry with me. If she say she love you she lied to me. We. Cause I know I ain’t the only one, a graveyard, bodies on bodies she a thot. Shawty a thot don’t trust her when she get hot. Trust her when y’all mindfucking and the pussy a secondary slot. Grab the wheel, make a play for me, all these hypotheticals, Ima need you to prove it.

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