Where She At?

I'm looking, Searching

For my

For my lady, but I can't find her

So I guess it's just me, only

I'm looking, Searching

For my, For my lady, but I can't find her

So I guess it's just me, only

Met a smooth chick, she from California

She was bad, so you know I had to walk up on her

She was a catch, so you know I had to reel her in

Date 1, no date 2, The End

It was strange cause I really had her gigglin

Biting on my lip, feeling on me, kissing

Talking reckless, acting like she smitten

But at the end of the night she went and blocked the kid

What's up with that

I don't really know

Couldn't be that she didn't like my flow

Couldn't be that she wasn't diggin' my style

Another lost love, had to turn around

But I never frown, I just make sounds. And I make cash

And you know I'm picture perfect, take a photograph

And you know my other shorty sending photographs

And my other other shorty texting paragraphs

And my other other shorty got a lot of ass

And my other other shorty got so much class

And my other other shorty make it hard to last

I don't sweat it though, cause I want you

Don't look around, you know who I'm talking to

I know you out there, and if you get this message just know I'm looking for you

Yea I'm looking for you

I'm looking, Searching

For my

For my lady, but I can't find her

So I guess it's just me, only

I'm looking, Searching

For my

For my lady, but I can't find her

So I guess it's just me, only

You ain't gotta play hard to get

Honestly, ya boy just lost interest, uh

You stupid if you don't think that I'm the best

It's simple, it's easy arithmetics, word

It's alright she just made space for you, yea

The one I'm universally connected to, uh

But I ain't gonna front, this shit kinda fun

This game of hide and seek, it turns me on

I'm flying through space, I'm in Andromeda

What planet are you on? I'm tryna fuck with ya

Yea even though you played me like an orchestra

I'd still make you sing like an opera

I'm tryna get down just like we did that day

Had my heart singing mayday mayday

The connection that we had was so unique, aye

But then you walked away, that's so cliché

What's up with that

I don't really know

Couldn't be that she didn't like my flow

Couldn't be that she wasn't diggin' my style

Just another lost love, had to turn around

But I never frown, I just make sounds. And I make cash

And you know I'm picture perfect, take a photograph

And you know my other shorty sending photographs

And my other other shorty texting paragraphs

I'm looking, Searching

For my

For my lady, but I can't find her

So I guess it's just me, only

I'm looking, Searching

For my

For my lady, but I can't find her

So I guess it's just me, only