Testo Baby Boy

Little band-aid on my face
Cut myself shaving
I was never good at that man shit
Never good at that planned shit
Never good at that exchange
Never good at that first aid
Never good at that long stay
Still, though

I could be your baby boy
(all these butterflies falling on me)
(ooh ooh ooh, i'm your)

I caught you acting like someone better
You can't fool me
I see the cars in slow motion
I see it all in slow motion

I'm looking way past where niggas thought we could've been

There's a residency open on my forehead
You can book the whole gig It's a long bid
But you gotta play the crow right
And they love it when you call me

Baby boy
(all these butterflies falling on me)
(i'm your baby)