"Promises" lyrics

"Promises"

You hit me up, yeah, I made promises
I'll give you love, but I can not promise this
I give you up, I only want you
Don't run away and go cry in your room
You hit me up, yeah, I made you promises
I'll give you love, but I can not promise this
I give you up, I only want you
Don't run away and go cry in your room

It's easy to say, I don't wanna go
People be flexing, with Gucci as clothes
Say what you want, I think that is dumb
Just go on the couch and eat chips like a bum
I don't need a gun, to prove what I'm worth
Just pray to God, forever he's first
That's what my mom my told me to do
Took all those words and now they are true

You hit me up, yeah, I made promises
I'll give you love, but I can not promise this
I give you up, I only want you
Don't run away and go cry in your room
You hit me up, yeah, I made you promises
I'll give you love, but I can not promise this
I give you up, I only want you
Don't run away and go cry in your room

Up to the top, yeah, I ain't just flexing
You want the sauce, yeah, I call it dressing
I'm finally in school, ain't no way that I'm stressin'
I ain't no teach, but I'll teach you a lesson
I've really been trying, one day I'll shine
Put the ring on your finger and I'll call you mine
All these things on my mind, why I ain't got the time

You hit me up, yeah, I made promises
I'll give you love, but I can not promise this
I give you up, I only want you
Don't run away and go cry in your room
You hit me up, yeah, I made you promises
I'll give you love, but I can not promise this
I give you up, I only want you
Don't run away and go cry in your room


Writer(s): Jack Benfield
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