I don't feel the same
Baby tell me what had changed ?
Used to love it
Now I hate it
And I sang the same rhythm
With the lame ass ringers
With the broke gang killas
I'm moving a little different
Don't be persistent
Im on a mission
You don't really like the single life
You lie
F*cking bitches
As a do or die you decide
A couple thighs
Some money on the side
I got the forty and my ounce
Now I'm going for a drive
Yeah
The money ain't the same no
And f*cking bitches
It's just frying up my brain yo
I said I love you I don't mean it
Don't make me go and repeat it
I'm sorry it's not a secret
I just hate the bitch
Rent a super car for a day
Drive around with a gram
And a couple of friends
I used to remember
The night of December
Driving a Kia
With the masita
She wanted me to f*ck her
She wanted me to go please her
And I did it
She only lasted a minute
My phone is at two percentage
I'm tired of all this running
I'm tired of all the ducking
I'm tired of all emotion
I'm passing out on the sofa