Obsessed With You

歌詞

Your hair's under my pillow so I sleep (so I sleep) And I'm dreaming of you leaving roses at my feet (at-at my feet) I'm obsessed with you in a way I can't believe When you wipe your tears do you wipe them just for me I hope a trap boy's your type (why) 'Cause I don't have a nine-to-five (alright) I get that your standard's high But I'm not a random guy I'm different (literally) When I write my rhymes You say you don't like that line I'll switch it (calm) You said you don't like my life You said you don't like my guys you're tripping I followed you I followed you today I was in my car I wanted to come see you from afar (at-at my feet) If you turned around and saw me I would die When you wipe your tears do you wipe them just for me Bad one and she photogenic (alright) Instagram got a lot of impressions She think I might cheat and I don't need love But I need some thug affection If I fell off tomorrow would you still love me Man I got 21 questions (like 50) In the trap with the cats domestic She doin' lashes somethin' cosmetic They shot their shot she read it They slid in her DM with somethin' generic (huh) She don't even like going out Got a new outfit but nowhere to wear it She think that I'm being disloyal When I'm in the street with a couple of killys You ain't gotta worry ‘bout none of these hoes I'm grown I'm done with these bitches (Done with these bitches done with these bitches) Your hair's under my pillow so I sleep (so I sleep) And I'm dreaming of you leaving roses at my feet (at-at my feet) I'm obsessed with you in a way I can't believe When you wipe your tears do you wipe them just for me I hope a trap boy's your type (why) 'Cause I don't have a nine-to-five (alright) I get that your standard's high But I'm not a random guy I'm different (literally) When I write my rhymes You say you don't like that line I'll switch it (calm) You said you don't like my life You said you don't like my guys you're tripping Trap boy's your type 'Cause I don't have a nine-to-five I get that your standard's high But I'm not a random guy I'm different When I write my rhymes You say you don't like that line I'll switch it You said you don't like my life When you wipe your tears do you wipe them just—