Strick, Future - RECIPE FOR LOVE

Maybe it's my fault Wanna see you shine, I can dim your star Recipe for love, Cupid shot to the heart Moment of clarity see you who you are Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) Doing me bad, doing me bad, baby But somehow I think you been doing me bad, doing me bad, baby Doing me bad, doing me bad, baby But somehow I think you been doing me bad, doing me bad, baby (Don't say you love me 'cause with everything you do) Maybe it's my fault Around 6 a.m., I always fall in love Putting a lotta of splash on Hermès sheets Stepped up the fashion in Burberry I shouldn't be spending this fast, low-key I do it in Harrods VIP Chrome Heart frames like a nigga can't see So much temptation lately I'm putting all this blame on me I'm putting all this blame on me You shouldn't want me to lose You shouldn't want me to lose Usually you picking up too fast I send a text, why you acting like that? Got me trippin' (damn) Girl, you trippin' It seem apparent you ain't let go of the past How we gone fix it if we going tit-for-tat? Apologized but it ain't change your reaction Going crazy I got it bad for you I'm putting all this blame on me Doing me bad, doing me bad, baby But somehow I think you been doing me bad, doing me bad, baby Doing me bad, doing me bad, baby But somehow I think you been doing me bad When you say you love me, do you really mean you do? If you really did it'd show Every moment with you feels new But I no longer know Wanna see you shine, I can't dim your star Recipe for love Cupid shot to the heart Moment of clarity see you who you are Maybe it's my fault Around 6 a.m. I always fall in love And the way you love and you do everything I need you now, oh (Shawn, Shawn) I'm puttin' all this blame on me