Maybe I'm a dreamer. Maybe just a fool

Lately, I can hardly see the sun

If you had a secret, I could take a guess

But nothing in your eyes seems to hold me

Truth or consequences? Which one will it be?

Someone said that time would ease the pain

Yeah

Tanya morgan in this

Verse 1: [Donwill]

She got top-knotch crotch and I ain't tryna swap

But I still watch my watch and not stay at her spot

And that's sayin' alot cause some them playas

She got them on stand-by, hopin' that I fall by the wayside

Stay tryna take mine, I'm layin' it by her bedside

Hate how I be taking off and really got her right

But I keep my socks on every time we get it on

So I can slide my kicks on and get her out before long

Because we cut-buddies, cuddling confuses what we doing

And huggin' wasn't in the game plan

So excuses on why I gotta leave with the tuggin' at my sleeve

Is ridiculous to me, get the dick and let me be

Shit is simple. Actually my bed is mad comfortable

And spacious as I make it, you can hog ya own blanket

Plus you gotta be awake at 6 a.m., I sleep in

Come on, it makes sense

[Hook]

Hold me like this

Hold me like this

Hold me like this

Please hold me like this

[Verse 2: Von Pea]

Yo. I rushed over to her like I never seen her hindparts

Never got her naked, never told her make her spine arch

Archie, her jugs, head, and overall physical

Had me 'bout to put her in my next seven lyricals

Her thong sang a song from her inner clit a limerick

Baby faced away from me as I'm about to enter it

I'm whipped, the appeal of her is peeling at my heart-strings

Strummin', but I'm dumbin', what I'm thinkin'?

This is hardly a love-connect

Cause in no way, is honey in the right-mind set

And eerily this chick is kinda like my ex

So why catch z's when I should leave

Catch a cab to the A or the C

My dudes know how it goes

The children exit the pole

The lever leave and hopefully without 'em counting the vote

And you be ready to go, but she want you to chill

Put ya arm around her, listen to Jill

But I will not

[Hook]

Hold me like this

Hold me like this

Hold me like this

Please hold me like this

[Verse 3: Ilyas from Tanya Morgan]

I won't hold you, but I'll hold you down when ya man is not around

Hold me or just hold me up, but I'll hold you up against the wall to fuck

Holdin' in my nut, only way I'm holdin' back, missionary hold ya back

Not ya man, no holding hands

When the fun is done you can hold the fan

No bondage cause you hold me hostage, I have other plans

You hold it like a holster, my pistols dangerous

I hold the moment like I'm posing for a wanted poster

Ily the kid, hold the crown like I'm s'posed ta

Queen of ancient kings so you can't hold me close

Hold on to ya love like En Vogue

Cause I hate to see you holding back tears

Naked, holding on ya clothes

But when I try to leave, tryna hold the door closed

Holdin' on my sleeve like please don't go

Holdin' grudges, on the phone saying I'm cold

It's over, click over, had to put you on hold

Hold me like this