Testo Organic Love

It’s ups and downs in anything
Keep goin’, my nigga, it’s better days
I damn near had to sacrifice everything
Keep goin’, my nigga, it’s better days

Hoppin’ out (What’s hannin’?)
Orange guts with the gray paint
Number ten’s Ridin’ dirty but the kicks ain’t
“Where you been?” (Been)
Out the way, I been stackin’ cake
I know a few pretty brown thangs that live in the A
I’m tappin’ in (Tapped)
This not a date, you can bring your friends
I can’t put a label on it, but you cute as shit (Shit)
The way she pulled up in that Beamer, I’m like ooh yeah
Make a nigga wanna buy a house and move her in
I ain’t the type to call back to back (Back to back)
You wanna leave, baby? Pack a bag (Pack a bag)
What’s hannin’?
True Mack, baby, that’s a fact (Fact)
Two straps when I go to sleep, love, I got my own back (Back)
I’m not worried ‘bout a quarantine (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) I go hard, beast mode, either way, I got a mouth to feed (Feed)
Either way, these bills comin’, P (P)
Shit, it’s all about perspective, go hard, nigga, get your cheese
And I don’t bang shit but healthy, but I got respect (Respect)
Disrespect, lil nigga, then I’m on your neck (Numbers)
Pulled up in sun’ wet niggas never seen (Seen)
This the real thing, love, it’s not a dream (Dream)
For real

I’ve been feelin’ like love ain’t the same no more, same no more
I done gave so much that I can’t no more, I can’t no more
I’m a real nigga, that’s fasho, they know, fasho, they know
I been feelin’ like love ain’t the same no more, same no more

It’s ups and downs in anything
Keep goin’, my nigga, it’s better days
I damn near had to sacrifice everything
Keep goin’, my nigga, it’s better days

Custom rims, playin’ Lauryn Hill (Hill)
Pulled up at 7:30, showed her how it feel (How it feel)
I know you thinkin’ ‘bout me, baby, quit playin’ with me
(Quit playin’ with me)
You know that nigga that you textin’ ain’t fuckin’ with me
(Ain’t fuckin’ with me)
When I call, you know she pickin’ up (Pickin’ up)
He seen the orange and the heart, had that lil nigga mad as fuck (Fuck)
Now you don’t fuck with Larry all’a sudden (All’a sudden)
Quit worryin’ ‘bout these hoes, my nigga, go and get some money
Check it out

I’ve been feelin’ like love ain’t the same no more, same no more
I done gave so much that I can’t no more, I can’t no more
I’m a real nigga, that’s fasho, they know, fasho, they know
I been feelin’ like love ain’t the same no more, same no more

It’s ups and downs in anything
Keep goin’, my nigga, it’s better days
I damn near had to sacrifice everything
Keep goin’, my nigga, it’s better days

TFM, man
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Cardo
Cruise U.S.A, nigga
Numbers