GLEAM

When I look at you I Get a gleam
I can tell you can match the king
Cuz god made himself a queen
I can tell you got men to feen
But if I stay content and be myself
I know you'd match my lead
Matching energy come wit all that
I can afford that
I ain't askin for a reward back
Can you report back
Where is my support at
I'm sitting on the floor mat like a delivery strait from door dash
Im thinking bout you
The Business is due
I go and pursue
Looking into your view
Your aura filling up the whole room I can
Tell you be matching peoples moods I bet
If I talk to you right now then it a done deal
I'm on my 4th or 5th drink if ima be real
Blue noting like Im meek mill
She put on notice I told this ain't no cheap thrill
Now this the second half
This the part when I grab her heart and said gimmie dat
We smoking medi pack
She wear the tight yoga pants big sweater wit a fitted hat
We call it lounging
She started counting
How many times I call her beautiful I started sounding
Like a SIMP
She's starting to get me
Shooting shots like we shooting 3s
And so I give that heaving D
When I'm parking my limousine
Her breath is icy like listoriean
Sparks flying like glycerine
Heart jumpin no trampoline
She sweeter than tangerines
She like it rough and so I get mean
A side of me that don't act clean
On E I need gasoline
You looking better than those girls in the magazines
And you like when I give you compliments
I could tell because your eyes fill up a confidence
Coincidence I think not
Me and you on the bus till the last stop
It's been a late night
Roll the last blunt so we can sleep tight
Sun rising close the curtains cuz it getting bright
Wake me up wit some coffee to start my morning right
That's a jump start
She a track star
We hop in big cars to get a lift off
She doing make up in the back seat
Why should I care It's what ever that makes her happy
I'm talking cuz we on some high high sprits
I'm on that bye-bye Merritt
Ain't no text Interfering
I got some hoes reappearing
And now it looks like they cheering
The way I'm swerving and steering
Straight Swervin in Steering that shit be outta your lane
If you come for my women you know I'm back in my queen
I had to take a breath on the beat
You took my breath away and now you in the passenger seat
Now that's the end of the story
To god I gotta give the glory
Now that's the end of the story
My ride or die that's just me and my shorty