[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]
You don't want him 'cause you only fall in love with ballers
Gon' be danger, that's the only thing about us
Drive you crazy 'cause that paper always on us
Keep it on me
You don't want him 'cause you only fall in love with ballers
Gon' be danger, that's the only thing about us
Drive you crazy 'cause that paper always on us
[Verse 1: Tre’ Amani]
Uh
Say you don't love me, you just lyin', see, I can read your mind
It's full of dollar sign deposits and Pradas in your closets
Conversations lead me blind, you turn me off like faucets
Like you better when I'm high, but that is not important
Bitch, we do this shit to masses, copped Amani's mom a mansion
Take vacations to Aspen, we relax to Tracy Chapman
Back home, it's fuckin' tragic, man, them streets is wreaking havoc
Kids eatin' 'cause they trappin', now they carry automatics
Homicides, multiply them bullets, bullet mathematics
Got to come to my side, so you can fully understand it
But, fuck it, I'm romantic, rose petals on your mattress
Runways in Manhattan, we discuss the hottest fashion, on me
[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]
You don't want him 'cause you only fall in love with ballers
Gon' be danger, that's the only thing about us
Drive you crazy 'cause that paper always on us
Keep it on me
You don't want him 'cause you only fall in love with ballers
Gon' be danger, that's the only thing about us
Drive you crazy 'cause that paper always on us
Oh
You don't want him 'cause you only fall in love with ballers
Gon' be danger, that's the only thing about us
Drive you crazy 'cause that paper always on us
Keep it on me
You don't want him 'cause you only fall in love with ballers
Gon' be danger, that's the only thing about us
Drive you crazy 'cause that paper always on us
[Verse 1: Tre’ Amani]
Uh
Say you don't love me, you just lyin', see, I can read your mind
It's full of dollar sign deposits and Pradas in your closets
Conversations lead me blind, you turn me off like faucets
Like you better when I'm high, but that is not important
Bitch, we do this shit to masses, copped Amani's mom a mansion
Take vacations to Aspen, we relax to Tracy Chapman
Back home, it's fuckin' tragic, man, them streets is wreaking havoc
Kids eatin' 'cause they trappin', now they carry automatics
Homicides, multiply them bullets, bullet mathematics
Got to come to my side, so you can fully understand it
But, fuck it, I'm romantic, rose petals on your mattress
Runways in Manhattan, we discuss the hottest fashion, on me
[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz]
You don't want him 'cause you only fall in love with ballers
Gon' be danger, that's the only thing about us
Drive you crazy 'cause that paper always on us
Keep it on me
You don't want him 'cause you only fall in love with ballers
Gon' be danger, that's the only thing about us
Drive you crazy 'cause that paper always on us
Oh
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