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LYRICS: My crisis ain’t from cost of living I think ‘bout death like, God forbid it American Express got no limit Career consists of lots of women How can I convince you I’m not the villain Shits dramatic like opera singing Down on one knee, I got a proposition In the past I was not consistent Out of these girls you’re top division Can’t downgrade and my lower my standard When I first saw you on the gram bae I was in awe and showing the mandem Asking advice, how can I slide in there? Using words not my usual language I clocked that you just came out of a breakup Been on ur social media ranting Slid up and replied to your story You ain’t responded I wanna unsend it Got me stalking your Facebook page and preeing your friends list Saw that you followed a fellow acquaintance You ain’t even mine yet, I’m feeling envious Promiscuous chick make me wanna risk it I like how you’re real uncensored When our children ask us how did we meet I’m telling them gen z love FYP love, IG love Saw her on the explore page Like I need to, explore deeper Suggested accounts said that we got mutuals But you don’t fuck with them, me neither When I’m with you I get baby fever I met your mum on the FYP We’re young and our luv’s Gen Z Mum said that it ain’t gon’ last I’m telling her we gon’ see They say our relationship is childish You’re my baby, so I agree Started with a IG like Now you’re down to ride just like a G If it weren’t for the algorithm I wouldn’t of found my woman We’re messing around and act like kids Give me a nostalgic feeling Took you on all of them trips Now you got my accountant tripping Sent you a thousand roses, not like your local A thousand miles I’ve driven You ain’t even gave me the ick yet I ain’t even seen red flags yet Get mad and u call me a dickhead Got me addicted, feel like a crackhead Passenger seat just giving me side eye It’s giving main character syndrome You ain’t gotta connect to the WiFi Let’s just talk and put down the iPhones She like my post, I like her post Luv at first sight, Luv at first scroll I ain’t perfect, I’m tryna learn though Hope it’s worth it when we turn old Still recovering, I’m not ok So I’m paranoid, that she won’t stay I might catch a whine, this ain’t soul train I’m afraid this ain’t like the old days When our children ask us how did we meet I’m telling them gen z love FYP love, IG love Saw her on the explore page Like I need to, explore deeper Suggested accounts said that we got mutuals But you don’t fuck with them, me neither When I’m with you I get baby fever I met your mum on the FYP We’re young and our luv’s Gen Z Mum said that it ain’t gon’ last I’m telling her we gon’ see They say our relationship is childish You’re my baby, so I agree Started with a IG like Now you’re down to ride just like a G
