Lyrics 5:55 - Big Solo , KK the Artist

It's recording?
He said "yea?"

Uhh
Yea
Yea

Truth is
When I call, you don't answer the phone

Truth is
The love ain't the same no more

Truth is
I don't think you're any good for my soul

Suckin and fuckin just ain't enough
Fussin and lovin, that shit will get tough
But it's cool, cause we like it rough
And I like you, and you like me too

You give me a feeling, I feel complete
That shit feel true

This shit feel smooth
This shit too good to lose

And i wanna give you the world, yeah
Flood you with diamonds and pearls, yeah
You come around lil baby and you be my world
And you be my world

This shit feel different
This shit feel different

Them lanes we switching

Two seater
It's a coupe
Me and you
Jimmy Choo

Smoking OG, that's cake
Smoking OG, that's cake
Baby, we wake and bake

Chasing this cheese, we getting the cake
Imma let you count it up for me
Imma let you stack it
That shit get action

Lil bih, we active
Lil bih, we active
Florolina get active

Big blicks, big sticks
Stuck a
Stuck a gun in a virgin yeah, it's a dick

This that shit that scare me
So I avoid that shit like dairy
Life couldn't prepare me
I admit that

Dish out, don't really back
Give plenty, I'm tryna stop that
But I shouldn't have to
Food for thought like math food

All fucked up that's a snafu
Hard to applaud yourself when they won't clap you
Pleasurable pain like a tattoo
Can't say shit, like it's taboo

Do you for you, see what that do
Fuck them old guys, go ahead, get a new crew
Switch it up, get a new do
Make that man mad, go ahead, get a new dude

I could hear your thoughts like a Bluetooth
Tryna shake you up like a loose tooth

I'm in my vibe, leave me alone
Pain go away, all in da zone
Real hip-hop, and it feel like home

100 on da dash from Miami to the Fort
Shouldn't have to speed just to get a lil support

Don't switch up, man
We might abort you
You don't fuck with the gang or the Krew
See

KK, not again!