Burbetrator - Hate Coming Home Lyrics

I hate when you're not beside me
Baby girl come confide in me
And if you finna ride then I'm sliding
It's like my head your favourite place to hide in
You remind me of the sky
Cause things are looking up
And I hate saying goodbye, cause I don't see you enough
Yeah, I don't see you enough
I think I'm drinking way too much
I smoke a lot, I don't get touched
Better days are on the way, trust
That's what you always used to say
But when I was with you, I was always in my favourite place
Be real with me
I'll be real with you
I could never trust a bitch that never see the truth
Looking in my cup like, do she got a twin or am I just seeing two
I got my bitch tucked underneath this mink
Diamonds, wet, sink
What were you thinking
Vell said you missed the whole thing cause yo ass was blinking
Now I gotta go
Gotta hit the road, yeah, yeah
Airplane mode, don't hit my phone
I'm aiming high, I'm smoking dope
I think about you when I'm all alone
That's why I hate coming home
I'll f*ck the depression right out ya pussy
You fine as f*ck, if I could, I'd prolly eat you like a cookie
And she feeling me
She like the way I'm balling
Now she not f*cking with no rookies
I been OT
Studio on the go in the Jeep
Drop it down baby girl, hit your lowest key
On God, I'm glad you noticed me
I hate when you're not beside me
Baby girl come confide in me
And if you finna ride then I'm sliding
It's like my head your favourite place to hide in
You remind me of the sky
Cause things are looking up
And I hate saying goodbye, cause I don't see you enough
Yeah, I don't see you enough
I think I'm drinking way too much
I smoke a lot, I don't get touched
Better days are on the way, trust
But when I was with you, I was always in my favourite place