Mystery Lady

Thinking I could make this many songs 'bout

A Lady, when I haven't met her

But she on me heavy

On my cerebellum

If I say I love her, am I wrong?

Am I crazy, am I over zealous?

But I know the feeling

And I'm never wrong

Swear that I've been gifted with a song

And a medley

It's intoxicating

It weigh on you heavy

Like the alcohol

We can do like anything you want

I'm amazing

Letter to my lady

I just wanna please ya

Check my catalogue

In this life I come across fans and hoes and I like to give my fans a rose

Curse of the talented everywhere I go

They wanna change clothes and pose

But my wife be in my dreams, bruh

No, I couldn't see her

I saw her silhouette

I know I can make her wet

But when I wake up alone

I just break out my phone

Thinking I could make this many songs 'bout

A Lady, when I haven't met her

But she on me heavy

On my cerebellum

If I say I love her, am I wrong?

Am I crazy, am I over zealous?

But I know the feeling

And I'm never wrong

Swear that I've been gifted with a song

And a medley

It's intoxicating

It weigh on you heavy

Like the alcohol

We can do like anything you want

I'm amazing

Letter to my lady

I just wanna please ya

Check my catalogue

Thinkin' I could make this many songs about

My lady, she be havin' me up and down

I be in my feelings, sometimes I be jealous

But I keep it thuggin' like It's Macavelli

Ring, ring hit my celly

Remember you went bad on me I won't forget it

You said you wanna tell on me

No, don't you tell it

In between the sheets you know I got you yellin'

Thinking I could make this many songs 'bout

A Lady, when I haven't met her

But she on me heavy

On my cerebellum

If I say I love her, am I wrong?

Am I crazy, am I over zealous?

Said I know the feeling

And I'm never wrong

Swear that I've been gifted with a song

And a medley

It's intoxicating

It weigh on you heavy

Like the alcohol

We can do like anything you want

I'm amazing

Letter to my lady

I just wanna please ya

Check my catalogue

Could it be monogamy ain't meant for me, nah

That's way too Reckless, I'd get too jealous

Could she be from the East or overseas, nah

I learned my lesson, I'm way too Western could she be my favorite ethnicity

I'm just undressing all of these sections of my thoughts

Thinkin', thinkin', thinkin', thinkin' too hard

Thinkin' too hard, but I really wanna know

Thinking I could make this many songs 'bout

A Lady, when I haven't met her

But she on me heavy

On my cerebellum

If I say I love her, am I wrong?

Am I crazy, am I over zealous?

I just know the feeling

And I'm never wrong

Swear that I've been gifted with a song

And a medley

It's intoxicating

It weigh on you heavy

Like the alcohol

We can do like anything you want

I'm amazing

Letter to my lady

I just wanna please ya

Check my catalogue