MIGHT BE U

MIGHT BE U

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Ayo Told him pull up quiet like a side plot Now he got me spinning like a spin-off Hold up—nah Maybe I’m trippin’ Maybe it’s witchcraft Maybe I’m slippin’ [VERSE 1] He say “jump,” I say “what for?” I don’t chase love—I detour But he talk low with that deep voicee Now I’m in his hoodie like a decor I be actin’ cold, he be heatin’ me I don’t do trust, but he treatin’ me Got my name saved as “Queen Deity” And he still fold for me obediently I don’t even know what to call this Wanna block him but I stall it One text got me nauseous But I still read it like a promise Can’t front— I been duckin' my own heart But he look too good in the dark Now I’m postin’ memes and deleting drafts Wanna call him “babe” but I laugh [HOOK] Might be you (But don’t get cocky—relax, boo) Might be you (Still got options, don’t act new) Might be you I ain’t sure, but I keep thinkin’ He the glitch in my system, got me blinkin’ Might be— (Yeah, might be) Might be you But I’ll never say it first, so chill [VERSE 2] I ain’t sweet, I’m pressure Tell him, “Text back fast, no lecture” Got a couple missed calls on purpose Let him sweat it out while I check her I don’t get jealous—I get even But I’ll slash tires if I feel him leavin’ A lil’ toxic? Nah, that’s passion And I’ll curse him out with lashes on I know he love when I’m petty Tongue like a knife, but the lips stay ready He don’t flinch when I ghost for a week Say “come home,” now I’m curled in his sheets Hoes try, but I got that hold He want real—I’m platinum, bold He call me chaos, I call it fate I text “I hate you,” he reply “too late” [HOOK REPEAT] Might be you (But don’t get comfy—I bite too) Might be you (Still keep the blade in the night, boo) Might be you But I keep that mask on tight Might love him—but not tonight Might be— (Yeah, might be) Might be you But I’ll never let it show, just chill [OUTRO – SPOKEN] Ayo... You gotta catch me while I care This could be love... Or a public affair Maybe I’m fallin’— But I’ll deny it everywhere Try me I dare