Love Costs. Quentin Miller

[Intro]
Yuh

[Chorus]
You gon' ride for me? You gotta show me
Said you down for me, you gotta show me
If I was down, would you leave me lonely?
What your love cost, 'cause it ain't free
You got your own, girl you doin' okay
She like Louis Vuitton, she like Dolce
I can't fuck around, no I won't play
I need all your love now, I won't wait
No, no

[Verse 1]
I'm tryna tell you how I feel about you, I cannot express it
Let you know it's real without comin' off aggressive
Don't be tryna tell me 'bout your ex now, that's extra
Now you feel impressed, now it's pressure (Whoa)
I am not impressed, you a mess, girl (Whoa)
Shit wasn't like this when we met, girl
Say that you gon' ride, show me that (Yuh)
They cannot hold me back
Moved away from broke and I'm not goin' back
Look out for my bros, you know I'm doin' that
Young Q.M. the G.O.A.T. and BMarch, it's a wrap