(I wanna love you) What the fuck is love? Don´t nobody know what the fuck that shit is I wanna love you (Adre, light ´em up) (Yozo got that heat)
(We´ll be together) I want that, that white picket fence, love That Barack Obama and Michelle Obama love I want that, that Ike and Tina love, that, that hold my nina love That nothin´ come between us love (Yeah, yeah, you know?)
Tell my BM I´m sorry, I couldn´t give you love Let me give you my background and how all this shit was Pops had left me abandoned, Mama, she want a family Grandad Cudi got AIDS and I´m almost livin´ with Granny Twelve years old I was cryin´, Lord knows my mama tryin´
Moved me to South Carolina with daddy, he always lyin´ Steady stuck in his ways, workin´ minimum wage Met a woman out here, she had twins and look how they raised Watchin´ him love somebody else kids, shit too fucked up That´s when my heart got cold and I felt like I couldn´t trust none Thirteen in North Carolina, now I´m in seventh grade Middle school West Millbrook, had hoop dreams but never played High school, I went to Sanderson, and me and Mama, we homeless Shawty locked in the feds, right now, shit was movin´ slow-motion Ninth grade, I got into a fight and broke his nose
Then they switch me to Rosewood, this story nobody knows I was raisin´ three kids, shawty fightin´ a bit I´m just turnin´ fifteen, we tryna get it how we live My whole life, it seemed love would never seem to come to close Every time I thought that it did, then it just went ghost Own family hatin´, thinkin´ and contemplatin´ Like, "Why the fuck am I here?" Then, I met ya and had a baby I know this life shit ain´t sweet, I know I treated you bad Just please don´t take my son and allow me to be his dad To the man who´d come after, she deserve the world
And if it´s me, I´m thankful and happy that you my girl This ain´t for likes, I love you, wanna kiss you and hug you Always know you can call me and know that I´m comin´ for you Soon, I go get a therapist and we´ll speak to each other In hopes one day we rekindle and we catch up like mustard Hope you see my intentions was never to put you under ´Cause no one in this world come above you Sincerely, you understand?
Hell, some people, nigga, I swear to God I–, nigga, we was homeless, sleepin´ inside of a minivan
Six of us (Is this love?) livin´ inside of a motel (Is this love?) Shit wasn´t sweet, we was livin´ inside of a motel, bro (Is this love?) My sister went to prison for three years, I raised three kids (Is this love?) At the age of thirteen, bro (Is this love?) That´s what I´m sayin´ (Is this love?) Nah, bro, it´s not about–, it´s not about–, look I´m sayin´– (Is this love? Is this love?)