She put that Mero in Camo

We never run out of ammo or candles

Tasting that goodie cookie looking more like a sample

Shooting it up like I'm Rambo

Don't need a Lamb to speed off

You need somebody to break off

Well I guess that's all

Fuck

Uh, why do we fall in love

Yeah

Chemical imbalance

Psych nah

Psych nah

She calls me Peter

Met in the theater, eyes shine like they were too eager (uhh)

If only she didn't hate my own little two-seater (Nah)

Hey mama drama, really wish you could try and meet her [Why]

Oh, uh, 'cause she calls me Peter

Thought she was cute, thought she was hot

Back to my roots, see through the plot

She left me mute, I'll speak when I rot

(Death ain't so lonely)

We had fun on Coney Island, was wildin'

Still wouldn't gamble on us, that shit childish

Please don't ask [Why]

Oh yeah, 'cause she calls me Peter

Speed through my life, she don't know how I'm spending my nights (Okay, yeah)

Met my speed demon, brake without reason, reading my rights (Okay, yeah)

All on the news, they thinking I'm either dead or seeing the lights

Outta mind, outta sight

In other news, local resident

Peter

You call it high school love, I caught me bug, this shit got me sick to my stomach

Honestly, who could I trust when I know that lust got power higher than the summit

(Sorry) was in a rush, I wanted to fuck, still not a reason to rush it

(Never that, never that)

(Wait)

She called me Peter

Ain't been kissing and telling, I ain't calling Relly unless we talking hoodies and features

Need to call up my **** that's realer than Rÿl to make sure we cooler than reapers

She still texting and calling while we still ballin', we could not just stand in the bleachers

She was my first with xp so I thought that she was the teacher

She calls me Peter

You were my heaven (on earth)

Counting my blessings (my worth)

Learned little lessons (my first)

Ain't get the message, where was seven

He was going through relations, no patience

Hang with Ace, smoke something in papers [Why], I don't know, but he flexing

Check this

They call me Seven, call me Saint Peter

Dreaming of Heaven, I think I need her

Talk to the reverend, call me her dreamer

Stand near the church, I think I'm up first

Either I'm worst or worst, I am either

Pen or the sword, the worst deceiver

Recent been faster than 100 meter [Why]

'Cause she calls me Peter

Why do we fall in love man

I can't really tell you like

Cause I haven't

I've been in love too much times

If that's real

I don't know why

It just gives us more safety in this world

Cause we know we don't want to go alone

Why do we fall in love man

It's a question that will never be answered

Unless you fall in love

And then you'll know why