Unspoken Love II by Thekidauto Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Been a minute since I touched down in ya city
Mass ave, getting litty till the tank empty
Hate the feeling when you know the feeling might end
Got a lot of shit to give but the love plenty
Know she love Remy
Night shift at the Ex wasn’t nun to me
Girl we would split the check, ain’t nun to me
Like a buck 50, you was in love with me
Know you do the dash if they ever try to fuck with me
I gotta big ass check, I’m tryna run through
I gotta big ass spot, tryna come through?
Told you leave them lame niggas alone
I’m the only nigga that she tryna come to
I make her cum too
Dealing with a lot of pain, I’m tryna undo
Not a lot of shit to gain, but it’s on you
Yeah it’s on you, baby you the one too
Game of fucking these bitches, but I’ma thumb thru
Stacking hunnids and 50s for all the ones who
Never fuck with a nigga, I ain’t the one you
Hate commitment and feelings but I’m the one who
Love pressing ya buttons and never picking up calls
You a hell of a woman, and you done been thru it all
Bunch of shit that I'm writing, I never say thru the phone
Bunch of shit that I’m fighting I know you better alone
I’m the misery that loves company
I’m bout two thousand miles away
Tell me I’m everything that you need
Lifetime of love stored away
You call up me
And you tell me you wanna hear that we’ll be okay
I promise, I’m tryna get to you, but that bag get all in my way
Alright alright, on the low
She feel the way I know
I got you all alone
I’m still tryna find my home
Can you come to my zone?
I hear it your tone
You hate that I’m the one
(Hook)
Pull up in yo city
Nights young we getting litty
I can’t tell if you want me
Girl I know that you picky
Pull up in yo city
Nights young we getting litty
I can’t tell if you want me.....
Been a minute since I touched down in ya city
Mass ave, getting litty till the tank empty
Hate the feeling when you know the feeling might end
Got a lot of shit to give but the love plenty
Know she love Remy
Night shift at the Ex wasn’t nun to me
Girl we would split the check, ain’t nun to me
Like a buck 50, you was in love with me
Know you do the dash if they ever try to fuck with me
I gotta big ass check, I’m tryna run through
I gotta big ass spot, tryna come through?
Told you leave them lame niggas alone
I’m the only nigga that she tryna come to
I make her cum too
Dealing with a lot of pain, I’m tryna undo
Not a lot of shit to gain, but it’s on you
Yeah it’s on you, baby you the one too
Game of fucking these bitches, but I’ma thumb thru
Stacking hunnids and 50s for all the ones who
Never fuck with a nigga, I ain’t the one you
Hate commitment and feelings but I’m the one who
Love pressing ya buttons and never picking up calls
You a hell of a woman, and you done been thru it all
Bunch of shit that I'm writing, I never say thru the phone
Bunch of shit that I’m fighting I know you better alone
I’m the misery that loves company
I’m bout two thousand miles away
Tell me I’m everything that you need
Lifetime of love stored away
You call up me
And you tell me you wanna hear that we’ll be okay
I promise, I’m tryna get to you, but that bag get all in my way
Alright alright, on the low
She feel the way I know
I got you all alone
I’m still tryna find my home
Can you come to my zone?
I hear it your tone
You hate that I’m the one
(Hook)
Pull up in yo city
Nights young we getting litty
I can’t tell if you want me
Girl I know that you picky
Pull up in yo city
Nights young we getting litty
I can’t tell if you want me.....