Top Songs By PTC Reeko
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
PTC Reeko
Rap
312 Baby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Derrick Glass Jr
Songwriter
Eric Campbell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quantich
Producer
Tym.WitA.Y
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Yeah she the apple of my eye
Never cry, I never told no lies
I be in disguise, with no eyes
I guess I'm blind inside
Love my imperfections, so do I
I guess I'm traumatized
Open deep emotions all inside, sometimes I've tried to hide
Want me dig up all inside
So I can't put my pride aside
Old bitches, old news
So I can't ever fantasize
She want a **** that's a down to ride
I'm on the driver's side
Bought a Birkin bag and now she fly, yeah I'm that kind of guy
Damn this shit feel picture perfect
What's a Mona Lisa?
If I painted you it would bring power to the people
And we've been here for hours, on Facetime in the shower
Thought 'bout buying you some flowers, 'cause by you the grass is greener
Ain't see my potential 'til you helped me be a leader
And it's sad to say this shit, they didn't teach me to love
Unfortunate forreal I done forgot how to trust
I'll take it slow 'cause I think you the one
I wouldn't know what to do with you but…
I'll try
'Cause if man could pass the sky, I could help you have a good time
For a long one
Wouldn't know what to do if they hurt you I might just blow some
If we had curfew I'd brake the rules so we can smoke one 'til 4 inna morning
Watch the sky we gone get high whenever we post up
You reaching goals, I see your growth we gotta toast up
I let them people in my mind when they ain't even know nothing
When we decided to divide I had to keep it kosher
I'm closed up in my shell and you the one that keep me open
Yet, I'm still tryna prevail
Make these sales and reach my quota
I'm the captain and I'm lost, I'm taking sails in your ocean
Yeah she the apple of my eye
Never cry, I never told no lies
I be in disguise, with no eyes
I guess I'm blind inside
Love her imperfections, so do I
I guess I'm traumatized
Open deep emotions all inside, sometimes I've tried to hide
Want me dig up all inside
So I can't put my pride aside
Old bitches, old news
So I can't ever fantasize
She want a **** that's a down to ride
I'm on the driver's side
Bought a Birkin bag and now she fly, yeah I'm that kind of guy
Written by: Derrick Glass Jr, Eric Campbell