Love in 2020

Fuck it I’ve been tryna find a way in your mind
Fuck it when did love become so damn hard?
I’ve been hearing stories about the past
My bus driver said he met his wife on a cab
And I’m afraid I might meet mine online
Is it
Realistic if I hit you with a line
When I only got a picture I don’t even really like
And I only got a hundred followers
Post a picture in your boyfriend’s crib
He’s twenty-nine with a job in a glasshouse
I’m almost twenty-one still living in my mama’s house
So I’m calling you a whore, 'cause I can’t face the truth that you happy with a
nigga with security
Pardon my insecurity
Told myself this would be the last time
But the last would never be my last time texting you
And maybe I just want to get signed so you can start loving me
Or maybe that’s just a good sign I should stop loving you
Girl you got me starring at my window
Contemplating if I keep on trying will you give in more
But I can’t be stuck here with you
But I’m tired of thinking bout you
But I can’t be stuck here with you
Asking you the same questions like I’m a fool
If took my time you would still never see
Even when he’s gone I would still ride for you
Even when he’s gone I would still ride for you
So hold me down
Hold me down
Hold me down
So hold me down
So hold me down
Hold me down
Hold me down
So hold me down
Hold me down
Hold me down
Don’t let me go
Ride for me
Ride for me
Dont let me go
Let me go
Dont let me go
Hold me down
Aye