Tay2xs, Kalan.FrFr - Love Search lyrics

Ayy, ayy, yah ayy
Won't lose myself again looking for
Your lovin' no more
You either with me or against me, but
If you leavin', lock the door, ayy
Ayy (Larry making all the hit's)

Won't lose myself again looking for
Your lovin' no more
You either with me or against
Me, if you leavin', lock the door
I know ones who say they
Wit' me, but they deceivin', it's a show
I don't trip, i give 'em room to hang
They self with that rope
Pour my heart right out the
Glass and you laughed, now who the joke?
They wish they could be on
Top so now my skin, they gon' provoke
These days, thеy'll make a story
Don't let them tеll you that I'm broke
Stay in my lane but let me know
I'll clear the room if it's smoke

I'll clear the room, if it's fumes
If it's smoke then let me know
Don't trust too many
Keep the semi 'cause they show
Envy on the low stay in my lane, do my
Own thang, I'm tryna bubble, i'm tryna grow
At my own pace, 'cause it ain't a
Race, but let 'em tell you, i'm movin' slow
They say, "Ayy 2, where you been?"
Up in my own world
Had to take myself up out some circles
I didn't like the swirl
Told myself there's no more going back
I cannot do a twirl
(Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
Do a twirl) won't lose myself again looking
For your lovin'
Lately I been running out of time
Feel like I'm rushing
People startin' to pop up out the
Blue all of a sudden
Don't ask me for shit I can't ask you for
You can't get nothin' (Yah)

Won't lose myself again looking for
Your lovin' no more
You either with me or against
Me, if you leavin', lock the door
I know ones who say they
Wit' me, but they deceivin', it's a show
I don't trip, i give 'em room to hang
They self with that rope
Pour my heart right out the
Glass and you laughed, now who the joke?
They wish they could be on
Top so now my skin, they gon' provoke
These days, they'll make a story
Don't let them tell you that I'm broke
Stay in my lane but let me know
I'll clear the room if it's smoke

If he ain't gang then he a opp
You can't hang out on my block, yeah
Close range, Glock 17, got DNA on my socks
Yeah
Got a lil' bitch that go to Florida State
She bought me Polo tees and a car
Yeah I be ridin' around in
My Chrysler, I ain't touchin', you get shot
These niggas be so fake, so two-faced
So phony they left a nigga in the dirt, they
Ain't never came back for me, shit
Nigga don't owe me nothing
Yeah, ayy, fuck 'em, yeah
I'm finna Rolls truck 'em, yeah
I'm finna Lamb' truck 'em, yeah
Showed love to niggas that's hoes, when
I should've fucked they hoes, yeah
Still gon' fuck they hoes, huh, don't
Give a fuck if they know, yeah
Niggas act like they don't notice me
Like I'm some type of ghost
Gon' politic and sneak diss
I'll clear up all the smoke (Yah)

Won't lose myself again looking for
Your lovin' no more
You either with me or against
Me, if you leavin', lock the door
I know ones who say they
Wit' me, but they deceivin', it's a show
I don't trip, i give 'em room to hang
They self with that rope
Pour my heart right out the
Glass and you laughed, now who the joke?
They wish they could be on
Top so now my skin, they gon' provoke
These days, they'll make a story
Don't let them tell you that I'm broke
Stay in my lane but let me know
I'll clear the room if it's smoke