Yes love, yes love
My fault
That's my, that's my livingYou love me like you knew I could be leaving in a moment's notice
You telling me to stay till the morning
You know a nigga homeless
You give me everything inside the showroom
Your old school trophies
You used to work the small farm
Now you working corporate, dipping in the sportswear
Well I hope I never have to cut you off
My best oneBy far
That's my, that's my livingI think she could be in it for the long run
My niggas said I'm on one
I never knew a love stronger
My heart is a great big boulder
Hey, you fuck me like you know this could be something like your very last moment
I could leave it at the drop of a Fedora
But damn it girl I want you
I hope I never have to cut you off
Your my best oneBy far
That's my, that's my living
Yes love, yes love
By far
That's my, that's my livingI hope I never have to cut you off, I swear to god
You with me but you know I could be
You with me but you know that I could do it by my lonely
You fix a nigga cheese, grits and cornbread
You know a nigga hungry
I swear to god
She's such a show off
She's such a cold one
She know she go so hard
She's such a star
She's such a show off
She knew she go so hard
She's such a cold one
She's such a star
Songwriters
BRANDON PAAK ANDERSON, GLEN EARL JR BOOTHEPublished by
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