Don’t snooze on me

(Yeah… TBM… Sinko…)

Late nights, red lights,

Still thinkin’ ‘bout you when the bed don’t feel right…

Look…

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I been on my grind, but you stay in my dome,

Even when I’m outta town, girl I FaceTime home.

You a ride or die, but you toxic wit’ it,

Say you hate me — still love when I’m in it.

You be actin’ mad, throwin’ shade on the Gram,

But you still pull up when I tell you, “I’m the man.”

Louis slides on, but I’m steppin’ in pain,

Got your name on my chest, but it’s messin’ my brain.

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I can’t snooze on ya, no way, no how,

Even if I try, girl, I need you now.

You the one I call when the world get loud,

TBM chain swingin’, still holdin’ me down.

You my angel, my sin, my peace, my war,

Got me double textin’ when I swore I was sure.

I can’t snooze on ya, nah I’m too gone,

If you ever leave, I’ll still write you songs.

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You know my style — red bandana on the side,

Got a main chick, still a couple on the side…

But you the only one that know the real me,

Seen me broke, seen me rich, seen me filthy.

Sayin’ I’m heartless, but you know how I feel,

Even when I ghost, I be circlin’ the hill.

Diamonds on your wrist, that’s a TBM gift,

But your attitude cold like you born in the 6.

We argue then vibe, then back to the sheets,

You say it’s toxic, I call it elite.

If loving you wrong, then I’m stayin’ that way,

I’d spin for you twice like a DJ play.

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I can’t snooze on ya, no dreams, just facts,

If I ever fall off, you gon’ help me bounce back.

You the voice in my head, the spark in my track,

Got me writin’ these bars with your pic in the back.

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Even when we fight, I still see you in my sleep…

Ain’t no dream that feel as real as you…

TBM forever… you knew what it was.