This is a song about "Loving a"

About some tyga beef shit

That your buying and there loving it,

Freestyle turn you to a homie. call me strange but not loving

Now mama see that shit on oprah and know that it’s coming

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

A girl like her, makes a sweet, loving wife.

Sick of loving what i used to love theirs more than one purpose for a basin

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

See i'm fronting, get your food, keep on running

As kellin quinn once said wiv loving

Came to the uk with one suitcase, they were loving the view

Yeah nigga!ay, but peep how my nigga syke do it to you

Loving forever no one can touch me like i got new gloves

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

She is oh so lovely with eyes that have such a loving stare