[Intro: Smokey Robinson]
And your heart spoke my name
Bringing so much joy to a lonely boy
Your love is mmm, mm, good

[Verse 1: ZelooperZ]
I put—, I put—, I put on for my city
Get cold like January, December, and February
Yeah, them drugs they give me hugs, but it's only temporary
Pimpin' off blood, hustlin' off bud
Gettin' bags off paint, it's hereditary
I cannot pass out none of my cornbread
Bitch, that ain't necessary
Bitch, I'm good, my mama cookin' that soul food and she goin' to invite me over
I swear these niggas see me down bad and they just try to roll me over
See that nigga on the Panasonic, you see him spitting just like Ebola
Slanging that pack, got crack in my raps, these bitches thought it was Coca-Cola
The life I livе right now ain't nothin'
Nigga used to piss in a bucket
Heat thе crib up like oven
Sugar on grits, eat dinner, it's scrumptious
Gotta keep love in abundance
The closest ones to you be the ones that'll bust ya'
Gotta take your time, be rushin'
You the type of nigga to never ask a nigga for nothin'
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