Eh, eh
Fell in love
Eh
I'm getting soft, I fell in love
Call 911, I think a gangster fell in love
Of course, you're wondering, you tell yourself "It's Dems
Never, O.G. smokes, makes money
Money, there's nothing else for him", but
I'm getting soft, I fell in love
Call 911, I think a gangster fell in love
Hollywood, I'm imagining scenes, I dream with my eyes open
I'm flying, oh god, no, I'm going awry
The drug is ready, a joint, I smoke one
Oh god, I'm getting soft, I fell in love
Call 911, I think a gangster fell in love
I'm getting soft, I fell in love
Call 911, I think a gangster fell in love
Love, love
Love, love
Love, love
Love, love
Ok, tell death you met the man of your life
Lil' romantic punchline, I think that's it
Splashing on some lips, delighted to live again
My lifestyle, to come on sluts in a palace
For you, I could even go back to selling drugs, yeah
For you, I could even talk to cops, no, I'm lying (no)
For you, I'd stop putting it in your butt, yeah
For you, I think I could say you're my girl when I go out
Fuck, I'm getting soft, I fell in love
Call 911, I think a gangster fell in love
I'm getting soft, I fell in love
Call 911, I think a gangster fell in love
Love, love
Love, love
Love, love
Love, love
Fuck, I'm getting soft, I fell in love