Lyrics i want you <3 - DC The Don

i want you <3

I want you
I was dealing with all them ho’s and thats why I don’t want to
I can move regardless though, but lowkey, I don’t want to
I can let you know when I land off of my flight if you want to (Damn, Trademark!
I don’t know if we thinking the same things and I want to
You don’t like when this shit start to getting sad, you hate that don’t you?
I don’t understand why I keep thinking about memories that I don’t want to
Screamin', «Fuck that shit», I upgraded from the past
Look what we come to, yeah
Heard you got a new spot, it don’t hit like this
How you go from my twin to my own worst enemy?
Shit
Was you really just down for the boy or was it all for the cameras and flicks?
Or was you just doing that shit for the looks?
You can’t play me like that I’m too far from a 'rook
Me and Trademark, we just cooked up a thirty, we just be doing this shit for
the books
Okay, your bitch she a fan of my latest, she got on my post and she see me,
she shook
Ride around me, now she catching the vibe
She bump cars, she said she in love with my hooks
Walk 'round the crib got her singing my hooks
I got diamonds on me, I get too many looks
Whippin' the damage I move like a crook
With a car that shit in got me feeling like Brook
Feel like I’m Booker, I took my bitch to play that mama cook
Tip on the diamonds in both of my ears, where I’m from we don’t call them
earrings, I got boogers
I cannot go back and forth with no hooker
'Cause most of this shit that we doing amazing
Rocking Tom Ford, I done switched up my fragrance
I just called up my momma, told her that we made it, it ain’t no more debating
Hop out the Gater
His shit okay, but that boy overrated
It ain’t bad but it’s basic
Shout out to fans that say, «DC the greatest»
If you new it’s okay, I’m just glad that you made it
Speakin' of, I just hopped off the plane, yeah I made it
Yeah, I need you lowkey but I’m not picking favorites
I like funky size, I’m tryna fuck with Zendaya
I heard that tub was lowkey, but I’m dumb and I’m wasted
I feel like a psycho, I hit your phone, you better hit me back
If you not from this side, it’s okay, the way all my brothers, they got my back
International, shout out my brothers
Going under, this shit for my brothers
MCM in that bitch, on the cutter
You can’t blame me, I’m live from the gutta
I want you
I was dealing with all them ho’s and thats why I don’t want to
I can move regardless though, but lowkey, I don’t want to
I can let you know when I land off of my flight if you want to
I don’t know if we thinking the same things and I want to
You don’t like when this shit start to getting sad, you hate that don’t you?
I don’t understand why I keep thinking about memories that I don’t want to
Screamin', «Fuck that shit», I upgraded from the past
Look what we come to, yeah
Heard you got a new spot, it don’t hit like this
How you go from my twin to my own worst enemy?
Shit
Was you really just down for the boy or was it all for the cameras and flicks?
Or was you just doing that shit for the looks?
You can’t play me like that I’m too far from a 'rook
Me and Trademark, we just cooked up a thirty, we just be doing this shit for
the books