Love Me How

(That's Chucks) I heard she was a good girl, woman of substance Don't know how you got me and all my trust in reluctance I mean love in abundance Your body and your waist, the circumference You stay on my mind, I mean play on my conscience She said, "This is all you need, you wanna make me a husband" I said, "That's the consequences of stayin' a hundred" Don't worry what he got her, I'll get you a hundred Don't worry where he took her, I'll love you in London She said theres hoes in my comments, she's embarrassed So I took her to Chanel out in Paris We're in Bottega tryna make it balance I gotta win 'cause I'm a man with many talents I'll put your neck, wrist, ears on carats 'Cause lovin' me ain't easy like steerin' backwards I told her, "Take that and put it under your mattress" One man to your pum, you're only givin' me access Fuck her with my chains on 'cause she my Hollywood actress She's always actin' up, but that's a little attractive Your friends in the background stabbin' them adlibs I wonder if you'd keep comin' back if I was average I guess we'll never know now I've come too far to turn back I'm goin' too fast to slow down I know when you're in that place, I can see it in your face I need to say something profound Like, let's make a list of pros and cons But let's not talk about my hoes and wrongs And let's not talk about our broken bond Remember, we was sippin' liquor where the ocean was Love me, how? I don't know what that emotion costs You seen me lose good women, seen me cope with loss That's my nanny and my aunty, they raised me in a broken home On a broken block But you see me take the pieces and build this up And when your cup was half-empty, I filled it up You picked up your cocktail with your French tips Come here, let me get a French kiss by the Eiffel You can call me psycho, your man without a title She know I'm a boss like little brother Michael For the family, I'm ridin' Sorry, I can't help but get a little homicidal, baby You can indulge, but don't be entitled, baby Just climb on and ride me 'til you tidal-wave me And I'ma get you both, but the black ones are nicer, baby I know I fucked up, and you're right to hate me You can put it on me, I will take the blame I can't trust my own shadow and my mind betrays me But that ain't even what I'm tryna say If you need me, you can hit me in the night or day