From Us, Pt. 2 (Official Audio)

From Us, Pt. 2 feat. @whoiskme Prod by. @nerfjayy & @sutitootimusic Yall asked for the outro for Pt. 1 to be its own song; your wish is my command Stream "From Us, Pt. 2" on Spotify, Apple Music, etc https://hypeddit.com/sutitootikm/fromuspt2 Stream "From Us, Pt. 2" on SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/sutitooti/from-us-pt-2 Download from Bandcamp (pay what you want): https://sutitooti.bandcamp.com/track/from-us-pt-2 Lyrics: Uh Step, 1, 2 Hit my dance with a clean face Can't get sturdy no more, need a knee brace Thumb press (BOOP) Make distance, I need space B-L-O-C-K felt great I said we was cool, but that's only to save face I can't hear you, no speaking, a mute case New beginnings, I moved to a new place Prayers up, that woman's a nutcase Step, 1, 2 (I'm finna enter my best phase) Yeah I miss out on points, we don't touch base Straight to business, I done with these first dates No more speaking to hoes that we can't save Said she love me, I think this is fate Keep that red string tied like a mufuckin' shoelace Tay-K Yeah I'm finna do the race back home I don't miss you, I'm stuck on my new bae Heh, I don't think they heard me I said I'm stuck on my new bae THATS MY LADY. A messy hoe spilt tea And want a Hanma to clean up THATS MY BABY Niggas broke as they teeth Stay talkin bout a prenup Sheesh 10-4, Hear you loud and clear Baby looks so good them Other bitches shed tears Said I look like JPEG You can take picture PNG, we your screensave (You tell me lies, I act dumb, I don't notice) She look good from the front and the back A to Z, Lumiose Take a trip up to Paris then to NYC, Tokyo Baby tell me what you need Fuck a credit card fee Eleven cards in my hands, summon Slifer in the streets Put white sneaks in the mud for you, Got nothing but love for you Leave hot water & and the bubbles in the tub for you Uggs on the rug baby (Controlling emotions, I know I can't hold them) You aint ever on bullshit I love when youre over I love when youre closer I wanna make music in the sheets Symphony composing You can give birth to my son, Beethoven You dispose of these niggas over and over again They just posers Im lucky, and chocolate, call me Black Clover The Hillbilly Kobe, game over, Im the closer Ain't got to prove it to me I know what you need It's minimal space from me I love what I see Just cause it ain't easy Don't mean it ain't for m-- (Tell me that you love me) (Tell me that you love me) Uh Step, 1, 2 Hit my dance with a clean face Can't get sturdy no more, need a knee brace Thumb press (BOOP) Make distance, I need space B-L-O-C-K felt great I said we was cool, but that's only to save face I can't hear you, no speaking, a mute case New beginnings, I moved to a new place Prayers up, that woman's a nutcase Step, 1, 2 (I'm finna enter my best phase) Yeah I miss out on points, we don't touch base Straight to business, I done with these first dates No more speaking to hoes that we can't save Said she love me, I think this is fate Keep that red string tied like a mufuckin' shoelace Tay-K Yeah I'm finna do the race back home I don't miss you, I'm stuck on my new bae