We used to talk every day on the phone

I used to help you when a lot was going on

Young puppy love now it’s dead since we’re grown

tried to txt you and you didn’t write back

When you ain’t pick up used to hit me right back

never been the type of guy to get swerved 

Last time we spoke feel like I got on your nerves

Now we both busy, got a lot going on

But who you talking to when something going wrong 

Your color contacts like a veil for your eyes 

Window to your soul, armor to your pride 

Correta to my Luther, you was like a soldier in my army I  salute ya

Strap ya and boot ya, what you need from me I do for, you cus my love was bigger then Rasputia 

I ain’t have to boost ya, ya cocky than a rooster, no gun license, still had a shooter

African decent, vibe Moda Luna

Now we too distant like a yard ruler

Ya friends strung out, always got they tongue, ass out

And they wonder why they baby daddy’s Paypal… gotta son they don’t even hey pal… 

Don’t even think how

But you different here’s how, you a dollar cash cow 

You’re an acres of diamond in my back yard

Angels watching like a body guard

Thirst traps coming really hard

Is it really yours? Or would you take a loss for any braud

This your opportunity 

To hear my stories

Walk on this road with me

To see my heart

Do you still love me or you love me no more

Do you still trust me or you trust me no more

Do you still want me or you want me no more

You used to call me now you call me no more

You used to text me now you text me no more

You used to @ me now you not even  sure

Used of invite me now you tell me how how it go

Do you still love me or you love me no more

I’m prolly different then then man that I was

Since I was christened only God is the judge

Ain’t move a muscle when the devil tried to budge

The time is ticking any moment shit is up

You used to love it when I grabbed you on the butt

The way I f*ck you I got up in your guts

I kiss up on you too… get nasty with my tongue 

I bite and lick ya boobs… They had a nigga sprung 

That’s how we left it too 

That’s how I like it too

Thick and tight, but lose

The way your body move

It’s things I’m tryna do

With you we’ll never do

With nobody else

Your body screaming help

I’m 5 star on yelp

She said I got the belt

raised the bar and shelve

The cards she played been dealt

It’s things she never felt 

What can a nigga do

These questions from the truth

That’s been in search of you

I know my theory’s true

Just need to show the proof 

Just need a little more time with it

Tender, love and the care with it

With a little change of mind

And a little act of kind giving

With a little dare mixed in

So she feel the rare feeling

That I bring to bed or thanksgiving

Is she wifey or is my head missing

That’s how I’m feeling

I know we far from perfect, but deserving of some spoiled love and focus

Not any body but who we’ve chosen, to explore the motion of chromosomes in chorus… 

In passionate intercourse until the early morning 

Passion is never boring.. this accidents worth touring, you asking I’m reassuring 

The action is worth more then the words can describe

So why would I say more when I can bring it here for you

This your opportunity 

To hear my stories

Walk on this road with me

To see my heart

Do you still love me or you love me no more

Do you still trust me or you trust me no more

Do you still want me or you want me no more

You used to call me now you call me no more

You used to text me now you text me no more

You used to @ me now you not even  sure

Used of invite me now you tell me how how it go

Do you still love me or you love me no more


Written, recorded and produced by Julian ‘Soulo’ Smith

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