If I ever said I love you, it was real Baby, hold me close, don't lie, uh Tell me how you really feel, I'll send off a pill, uh The Memphis Japanese silk on my joggers Cold pills, man, but druggin' from the carpets *** the old bill, go broke, yeah, broach I'm innocent, walkin' Gucci, cruisin' Florence Keep my heart still, lost too many brothers Don't know if I can heal, these bitches always up to somethin' Stay runnin' To the bag of money, want it, yeah Gots, gots, caught me pausin' Guns shakin', show me somethin' She on me like she owe me somethin' She like the way I get it, cause I came from nothin' Money the only thing that don't make assumptions 20s and 50s, can't forget about them hundreds If I ever said I love you, it was real Baby, hold me close, don't lie, uh Tell me how you really feel, I'll send off a pill, uh The Memphis Japanese silk on my joggers Cold pills, man, but druggin' from the carpets *** the old bill, go broke, yeah, broach I'm innocent, walkin' Gucci, cruisin' Florence Keep my heart still, lost too many brothers Me and my baby gettin' freaky undercover I just made a slap in my crib, it was bossin' Smokin' on this gas really got me up to somethin' Chillin' in my gaff, livin' my life in South London Yeah, baby girl, you know I got you, you know that I'll be back Right now I'm runnin' the move, tryna get myself on track My reppin' I'll do for you, my effect I will run last Baby, sit back in the coupe, head blowin' with the wind out the back Yeah, smokin' my spliff out the back She stepped in the room, no raft, stepped in the room in no black Lucky I could see in the dark, couldn't miss you without back Couldn't miss you without being here, girl, I'm only tellin' you facts Yeah, yeah, yeah, and I'm on your average life Yeah, girl, you know that, yeah, girl, you know that Yeah, so why do I start tryna tell you all that? Cause girl, you know that, girl, you know that If I ever said I love you, it was real Baby, hold me close, don't lie Tell me how you really feel, I'll send love for pill The perfect Japanese silk on my joggers Cold pills, remember jerkin' from the carpets But the old pill got burly in the porridge Reminiscing, walkin' Gucci, Chris and Flores Keep my heart still, lost too many brothers