I Love You More

Shasta grape
I ain't got no papes
You say when you flyin' back that you ain't really tryna date, no
And I won't hate
Promise I won't hate
If you pop up out of love with me and only want the rate

And you always thing I'm lying
But baby I'm just really trying
Not to let you see I'm crying
Every single fucking night now

And you always think I'm plotting
I just pray I'm not forgotten
I been acting fuckin' rotted
But I promise that I wanna play nice

There's no blame
It's to be ashamed
And I know that you'll be busy soon as you get on that plane
That's the game
I can't promise I don't doubt you
But this could be my final straw
If I do this without you

Don't forget I came and found you
I was always tryna be around you
But first I gotta get up off the ground too
Get on your level boy, you know I'm fucking down too
I love you more, I love you more
I love you more, I love you more
I love you more, I love you more
I love you more, I love you more