About You - Blxst

Drinking my coffee just ruined my day Picturing us at that corner cafe Ya, ya, ya-ya, ya, ya, ya-ya Grabbing my keys, they feel heavy to me 'Cause you gave me back the one you don't need Ya, ya, ya-ya, ya, ya I'm not tired I'm not lonely So why does my mind go back to when you used to hold me? Time, yeah, it's been enough time To get you out of my mind But now I'm thinking I'll never stop thinking about you Yeah, I'm just wondering When I'll stop wondering about you You got your hands on me You got your hands on me A thousand miles away But you still got your hands on me And I'm thinking I'll never stop thinking about you Going to places, meeting new faces But your memory still isn't fading Ya, ya, ya-ya, ya, ya, ya-ya Maybe I still got some shit left to say Maybe your ghost is stuck in my brain Ya, ya, ya-ya, ya, ya I'm not tired I'm not lonely So why does my mind go back to when you used to hold me? Time, yeah, it's been enough time To get you out of my mind But now I'm thinking I'll never stop thinking about you Yeah, I'm just wondering When I'll stop wondering about you You got your hands on me You got your hands on me A thousand miles away But you still got your hands on me And I'm thinking I'll never stop thinking about you Now I'm just thinking about you, no, no Now I'm just thinking, thinking about you And I'm wondering, just wondering about you You got your hands on me You got your hands on me A thousand miles away But you still got your hands on me And I'm thinking I'll never stop thinking about you

(Sheesh) Yeah I been too passionate (passionate, passionate, passionate) Remember days we weren't havin' shit (havin' shit, havin' shit, havin' shit) Ayy, and now we gang slide, and we got some bags in this bitch (bags in this bitch, bags in this bitch, bags in this bitch) Ayy, two-door, two-door, two-door, you know I got a bad lil' bitch (bad lil' bitch) I put on for the city, I put on for the map Tell them niggas "Tap in", we on the phone, it's a wrap If we ain't gon' get it bustin', we ain't flash on nothin' If you're tryna stand on it, gotta put that on somethin' I've been too passionate But when I ride the 'Rari, I ain't ever gon' fasten shit And when my bitch excited, she don't like when I go fast and shit Motor in the hood, sound just like a dragon, bitch And I put that on my mama, I ain't gon' raise a bastard son He ain't gon' have to pick up sticks, he ain't gon' have the drum He'll know his daddy had a motherfuckin' platinum run I like my Fanta and syrup too concentrated I'm holdin' down my family, I told 'em, promise I made it My lil' bro took my chain, he said, "This shit look amazin" My grandma told me I look like I won in Vegas, shit I been too passionate (passionate, passionate, passionate) Remember days we weren't havin' shit (havin' shit, havin' shit, havin' shit) Ayy, and now we gang slide, and we got some bags in this bitch (bags in this bitch, bags in this bitch, bags in this bitch) Ayy, two-door, two-door, two-door, you know I got a bad lil' bitch (bad lil' bitch) Yeah, and I done put my heart and soul in it Got it out the mud, I promise it's a cold feelin' (sheesh) This ain't overnight, I woke up with no ceilin' (no ceilin') I made a vision come to life, I'm Cole Bennett 720S, I'm suicidal door livin' (door livin') But I still gotta to do some soul healin' Lonely at the top, everybody can't go with him We can't even chop it, you stoppin' the momentum (momentum) And I been too passionate I ain't lookin' over shoulders, bae, the bag legit Let me show you how to get it, go from rag to rich Presidential tint, I can't be average, yeah, it's Blxst and Ricch (ooh) Ayy, we done came a long, long way, lil' baby I could never knock my losses, it paved me Said I'm the truth, baby, but I thought you knew, baby The one, not the two, baby I been too passionate (passionate, passionate, passionate) Remember days we weren't havin' shit (havin' shit, havin' shit, havin' shit) Ayy, and now we gang slide, and we got some bags in this bitch (bags in this bitch, bags in this bitch, bags in this bitch) Ayy, two-door, two-door, two-door, you know I got a bad lil' bitch (bad lil' bitch)