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[Verse 1: Deante Hitchcock] Somebody told me that love is like one soul in two bodies And I ain't really thought 'bout nothing else since I heard it See I got all of this confidence in myself when I'm chilling with someone else But 'round you, I can't help but be nervous Not nervous like usual nervous shit Baby girl, I mean I legit be lighting up when I'm around you in person Tryna see how deep that that love could go But I feel like we'll never know Because you're scared to let someone pass your surface I drunk text you on purpose When I'm sober write verses and put 'em out without telling you and just hope that you heard 'em The situation ain't perfect But even still with my hands tied I find a way to help you carry your burdens I mean I think that you worth it And I ain't one of them niggas that's acting nice to try and fuck and acting like I deserve it And I used this line before, but it's still kinda timeless though How me and you connected like we writing in cursive Hold up, I'm tweaking take it [Chorus: David Fuller & Deante Hitchcock] Back to life, back to reality (Hold up, I'm tripping take it) Back to life, back to reality (Hold up, I'm tweaking take it) Back to life, back to reality [Verse 2: Deante Hitchcock] This ain't no movie and I ain't no actor Hallelujah I almost passed her up But God put other plans into movement Mean other plans into motion, I'm joking Girl this Hennessy got me open Saying things I wouldn't have previously spoken I mean, I-- I mean you be playing around with emotions and talking 'bout it in your head like this shit ain't what it is shawty Don't mean no offense shawty But get off the fence shawty You don't want things to change that don't make any sense I'm tryna save you from you But then I feel wrong for thinking you weak enough to need me for your rescue and shit I mean I know that you strong minded But sometimes you forget how dope you is And that's when I be tryna help you and shit I mean I do think 'bout Tina turning that ass to the side But Aretha frankly, I'm tryna keep it respectful and shit I mean I think you an angel If God kicked you out of heaven I be right here on the ground ready to catch you and shit Hold up, I'm tripping take it [Hook: David Fuller & Deante Hitchcock] Back to life, back to reality (Hold up, I'm tripping take it) Back to life, back to reality (Hold up, I'm tweaking take it) Back to life, back to reality [Bridge: Deante Hitchcock] I think I made you too special to me I think I made you too special to me Bitch I love you I think I made you too special to me Guess it's my fault (yeah yeah) I think I made you too special to me I think-- I-- Yeah Bitch I love you [Verse 3: Deante Hitchcock] I think I made you too special to me Cause all the little shit that you be doing be extra to me I guess you a lesson to me Drunk, reminiscing, my vision twisted like this 'rello I'm flicking My spirit's lifted, swear I could prolly say hello to Whitney We had a bomb but we fucked up the chemistry I thought I told you baby You gon hate me 'fore it's over baby We could've patched it all up in a jiffy, but now it's iffy Let the Henny moonwalk on my kidneys for all the memories Met you on Twitter Sent the risky text, fuck it, Carpe DM Now it feel like the feeling vanished I gave you the world You wanted your space We prayed to the stars But it never go how we plan it, understand it Listen, I had a girl that threw extra spit with the top I was...undefeated Mayweather up in the box Tryna...add you to the list of shit I forgot And Henny might not be the answer but fuck it, it's worth a shot She, uh Throw it at me I catch it like wide receiver My mamacita Pin her to the wall, Mona Lisa She let me in that water, I rock the boat like Aaliyah The pipe slanger Dope dick, she tryna re-up Maybe...that's the reason we both out here confused I'm crazy...'bout you still that's why I'm playing the fool And baby...the mad drunk texts you sending is cool But if I leave your ass on read, it's gon give you the blues I know you still thinking of me because I'm thinking of you [Outro: Deante Hitchcock] But, well, I think I made you too special to me I guess it's my fault I guess I made you too special to me (yeah) It's my bad I think I made you too special to me I think I made you too-- I think I made you too special to me Bitch I love you
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