Single on Singel Hopsin (Ft. Adriana Aslani)

[Chorus: Adriana Aslani]
Does he feel like home to you?
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?
I need to know
Does he feel like home to you?

[Verse 1: Hopsin]
Yeah, met you in the Netherlands, Purmerend, just to be exact
Every day through out the week that passed, we would chat
Girl, I really needed that
I used to always hope that we would be a match
And reenact a love movie scene in fact
See, my heart - you had a fucking key to that
And I was close to saying: ''I don't need it back''
But I know there's always got be a catch (Yes)
Still I'd Ubеr you to Jordaan
Every single day we spеnding more time, no denying I was yours and you were mine
I would fuck you looking into your eyes
Pussy gave me more life, that's facts
You was working mobile on your laptop
And during lunch, you would throw that ass back
Girl, I love your style and you're honest
Plus you got the fucking smile of a goddess
I was like, ''I want it now!'', I'm on a fucking cloud in heaven
Coming down isn't promised
You was damn near living at my loft, we was lost in the sauce, aw yeah
Everything I wanted it was all here
After that you hit me with a small fear, you was telling me you want to go to Spain on a holiday
Yeah, I was cool with it, I ain't go
I was here house shoppin' in the 'Dam, girl, I was too busy
So you caught a solo flight to Malaga
I just knew my motherfucking time was up
When you left, one week turned to two, two weeks turned to three, I'm out of luck
I won't lie, pain start to burn in me
I was walking through the city worrying
Then you facetimed me and told me that you met a nigga and you won't return to me
Ah shit, plot twist, is it real life?
All the sudden shit just doesn't feel right
Deep down I know that you are still mine
Tell me, baby, does he feel like...