90sville
We been locked in since grade school. Me, you, and all the mess I brought with me. You call it toxic, I call it love with no damn manual. I ain't gon' lie, I'm wild, I talk slick, and I roll up more than I should. But every time I step out, every time some girl try to make me forget you... they can't.
1994, College Park. Freaknik buzzin', bass lines hittin' from Old Nat to Greenbriar, and So So Def sittin' high on the city.
I ain't no saint, I'm a weedhead with a soft spot for trouble and a heart that stay stuck on one girl who swear she done with me.
But what Kandi don't know is... no matter who I flirt with, no matter what street I get lost on,
she's still the only one I'd come home for.
- Tamika