Like how bout

Like how bout that

Hm

Like how bout

Like how bout that

Hm

Like how bout

Like how bout that

Hm

Like how bout

Like how bout that

Hm

Worried bout racks in the middle of the summer

I want these knots in my jeans, ima real deal feen, back then, swear the shit was a bummer

Tryna go back to the time, we was tryna strike fashion, I was looking up fits all on tumblr

You said

I fucked it up, I'll admit that I did

Please give me grace, promise you I'm still growing, i had to heal trauma from back as a kid

Know I was wrong, just ask me I'll be honest, you don't gotta worry bout shit being hid

I disappeared from my problems and you deserve better than all of the shit that I did

You was the answer, asked God and I'm certain, just don't close this curtain, tell me what to give

Looking back learning these lessons, he tryna tell me, you the one to show me how to live

What's the whole world, filled with money and bitches, no point in it all if you ain't gon be here

doing the shit that I can, Ima still be man, I'll expose you to all of my fears

Comfort and safety, that's only with you, swear I'm working to something, I feel like it's clear

I could come tell you I'm sorry a thousand more times, it won't change that I mean it sincere

Huh

I think I love you, I don't know

I think I love you, I don't know

I think I love you, I don't know

I think I love you, I don't know

I think I love you, huh

I think I love you, huh

I think I

Huh

I just might love you, huh

I just might love you, huh

I just might

I love you