Bru Swain - Kay Tee Are lyrics

Yeah. Close you eyes, baby Swag [Verse One: Kulprit D] Hey, momma, how you do? Yeah Thinking 'bout what we went through. Yeah Oh you thinking about that, too? Yeah You know what you oughta do. Yeah Is come back, come back. Let's (sigh) like we use to And I could introduce you To the love you should be used to And a chapter two that moves you, moves you, it moves you I know you love to read, but our story's the only one you never finished What do I do in life without you in it? Each and every minute My brain is like, brain is like [Kulprit D Hook] K.T.R.-- See it written in the lights, see it written in the stars K.T.R. I love you, girl. I love you, girl. I did, do, and will always love you, girl K.T.R.-- See it written on my face, feel it written on my heart K.T.R. I love you, girl. I love you, girl. I did, do and will always love you, girl [Verse Two: Kulprit D] Hey, you helped make a man of me Give big, ol' hug to the fam from me I was looking forward to that family tree. I'll be damned, they were actually a fan of me So come back, come back. Let's talk about you in that white dress And my tux and my vest And that preacher man. You're my best Friend and we could say "yes", say "yes." Please say "yes." I know you got gla**es, but they didn't help you see past the rain Or see who I could be once again Thoughts on repeat My brain is like, brain is like, brain is like [Kulprit D Hook] [Verse Three: Bru Swain] You was there before the rapping Before the anger that made this happen I know somewhere I started slacking Love divided by my pa**ion How I wish this would have lasted But we changed the way we acted My heart-- you may have cracked it Who knew you could crack plastic? She said "Baby, I'm gone. Sayonara." But I played with your heart, so try tomorrow But I'm not gonna sit around a cry in sorrow So I'm gonna get high and fly to Mars, bro And if I ever get to wondering where you are I'll just look up to the sky and see your name in the stars [Bru Swain Hook] G.C.S. You're the motherf***ing best. Got my heart beating out my f***ing chest G.C.S. Yeah, you're better than the rest. So come on home and let me get you outta that dress G.C.S. You're the motherf***ing best. Got my heart beating out my f***ing chest G.C.S. Yeah, you're better than the rest. So come on home and let me get you outta that dress