Romantic lyrics
by Blac Youngsta
[Intro]
Ride or die
She ride or die (Yeah)
Ride or die
[Chorus]
I done got romantic
I opened the car door, gotta approach me like I'm [?]
She done been through so much sh*t, hard for her to trust but I feel her pain (Pain)
Hard for her to trust a real n*gga when she done with a lame
She done been through so much sh*t, hard for her to love, she won't love the same
When a broken heart really don't go away, it leave a stain
When it leave a stain, go to sleep every night with it on your brain
Why the f*ck I'ma run some game on my b*tch when I give her [?]? ([?])
Ain't no need for that kiddie sh*t, I'm a grown ass man
[Verse]
Realest n*gga out my city, I beat n*ggas to the punch (How you doin'?)
Introduce myself, told him my name, let me take you out to lunch (Nice to meet you)
And I come from sh*t, from them bricks, brokest one up out the bunch (Yeah)
Even though she [?], 'fore we f*ck all we did was hunch (Yeah)
I'm the type of n*gga ain't gon' hit my b*tch, I'm gon' hit a blunt (No, oh)
You put your hands on a woman, you oughta' get beat for that (Beat for that)
I'm calling out sucker sh*t when I say you ain't G for that
I was taught treating women like a queen, get on your knee for that
I was taught never giving up on love, search in the sea for that
I jump in the water hoping I don't drown, I go deep for that
You keep that sh*t a buck with me, I sacrifice me for that
Ride or die (Ride or die)
Real b*tch (Real b*tch)
Real one gon' make the bond and never switch (Gang, gang)
She a solid b*tch, she don't care about benefits (Gang)
Babe, when I get rich, I'll buy you hella' sh*t (Yeah, yeah)
For my b*tch, I'm dumping out the windshield (Brrrt)
Gotta' ride with my lil' b*tch, we been through hella' sh*t (Hella' sh*t)
'Fore I let that raindrop hit her, I upped that umbrella quick ('Brella quick)
And we on that death do we part sh*t 'cause this forever sh*t (Forever sh*t, yeah)
Standing on what she believe in, she p*ssed off the other b*tch (Yeah, yeah)
You know these hoes talking greasy, I ain't talking 'bout a butter stick (Yeah, yeah)
Only time when my b*tch teased me, she f*cked on another b*tch (Yeah, yeah)
I know my lil' b*tch won't leave me, she too f*cked about the di*k ('Bout the di*k)
I'm thanking God, count my blessings, I'm not talking 'bout counterfeit (Yeah, yeah)
It's hard to count all the shells that come out the banana clip (Brrrt)
Tryna' live my life different but a few n*ggas still got [?] sh*t
Gotta' be careful who you give your love to 'cause they damage it
[Chorus]
I done got romantic
I opened the car door, gotta approach me like I'm [?]
She done been through so much sh*t, hard for her to trust but I feel her pain (Pain)
Hard for her to trust a real n*gga when she done with a lame
She done been through so much sh*t, hard for her to love, she won't love the same
When a broken heart really don't go away, it leave a stain
When it leave a stain, go to sleep every night with it on your brain
Why the f*ck I'ma run some game on my b*tch when I give her [?]? ([?])
Ain't no need for that kiddie sh*t, I'm a grown ass man