True Love (Moneybagg Yo Reference)

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION] True love shouldn't be this complicated I thought I'd die in your arms, I thought I'd die in your— True love shouldn't be this complicated I thought I'd die in your arms, I thought I'd die in your— [Verse: Moneybagg Yo & XXXTENTACION] It's easy to say you want to, the hard part is leavin' (Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah) You made sure I saw the signs but I still looked for a reason Tryna see what I missed, you left with no explanation (Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah, love) Or maybe you just tried of complainin' and I'm sick of overthinkin' (Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah) Talkin' to myself I must be tweakin' Sneakin' with Wock-eesha, I been drinkin' (Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah) Every other sip feel like I'm sinkin' Love got me cold hearted, bring the mink in You like I wish you understood more (Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah) I wish you understand that money priority, that's how you got them hand bags (Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah, love) I just [?] you got me [?] [?] bag at [?] I just got- Hate when a bitch send you a paragraph right before she block you (Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah) Usually on that bramble, when she mad, pick up that Vodka To make up send a jet full of roses, Rosé imposter (Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah) Who got you mixin' flavor Bottega, Balenciaga Love ain't suppose to hurt, so you just gon' let this shit die? (Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah) Put it on a shirt, I like the fact you confident and you know your worth (Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah, love) Gave me your heart, can't take it back, you don't get reimbursed You make time for whatchu want, why can't you put me first? (Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah) I spilt my feelings on this marble floor Hopin' I would clean up this mess before I wait some more (Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah) Bitch you on thin ice, better walk on your tippy toes Congratulations, you played yourself, to that I toast (Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah) [Break] If you're givin' up, just leave me now I be a squirter, stay wit' a bitch that don't need me 'round (Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah, love) A street nigga just need love and someone to hold him down You a queen, keep your composure, don't let them touch your crown (Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah) You please my physical but let me empty mentally, all out of energy I put you down on so much shit, ain't nothing after me better (Oh, woah, oh, woah, oh, woah) I'm outta it, I'm straight on it, fuck them two words and eight letters [Chorus: XXXTENTACION] True love shouldn't be this complicated I thought I'd die in your arms, I thought I'd die in your— True love shouldn't be this complicated I thought I'd die in your arms, I thought I'd die in your—