Been a minute since I touched down in ya city mass ave, getting litty till the tank empty
Hate the feeling when you know the feeling might end Not a lot of shit to give but the love plenty Know she loves Remy,
Night shift at the Ex wasn't nun to me
Girl we would split the check, ain't nun to me Like a buck 50, you was in love with me
Know you do the dash if they ever try to f*ck me
I gotta big ass check, I'm tryna run through Gotta big ass spot, tryna come through? Told you leave them lame niggas alone, I'm the only nigga that she tryna come to Make her cum too
Dealing with a lot of pain, I'm tryna un-do not a lotta shit to gain, but it's on you Yeah it's on you, baby you the one too
Game of f*ckin these bitches, but I'ma thumb thru stack hunnids and 50s for all the ones who never f*ck wit a nigga, I ain't The one you, hate commitment and feelings but I'm The Who
Love pressing ya buttons and never picking up calls, you a hell of a woman, and you done been thru it all bunch of shit that I, writing, I never say thru the phone Bunch of shit that I'm fighting I know you better alone
I'm the misery that loves company I'm bout two thousand miles away
Tell me I'm everything that you need,
Lifetime of love stored away
You call up me up
Cnd you tell me, you wanna hear that we'll be okay
I promise, I'm just tryna get to you, but that bag get all in our way
Clright alright, on the low She feel the way I know
I got you all alone
I'm still tryna find my home Can you come to my zone? I hear it your tone
You hate that I'm the one
Pull up in yo city Nights young we getting litty I can't tell if you want me Girl I know that your picky
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Been a minute since I touched down in ya city mass ave, getting litty till the tank empty
Hate the feeling when you know the feeling might end Not a lot of shit to give but the love plenty Know she loves Remy,
Night shift at the Ex wasn't nun to me
Girl we would split the check, ain't nun to me Like a buck 50, you was in love with me
Know you do the dash if they ever try to f*ck me
I gotta big ass check, I'm tryna run through Gotta big ass spot, tryna come through? Told you leave them lame niggas alone, I'm the only nigga that she tryna come to Make her cum too
Dealing with a lot of pain, I'm tryna un-do not a lotta shit to gain, but it's on you Yeah it's on you, baby you the one too
Game of f*ckin these bitches, but I'ma thumb thru stack hunnids and 50s for all the ones who never f*ck wit a nigga, I ain't The one you, hate commitment and feelings but I'm The Who
Love pressing ya buttons and never picking up calls, you a hell of a woman, and you done been thru it all bunch of shit that I, writing, I never say thru the phone Bunch of shit that I'm fighting I know you better alone
I'm the misery that loves company I'm bout two thousand miles away
Tell me I'm everything that you need,
Lifetime of love stored away
You call up me up
Cnd you tell me, you wanna hear that we'll be okay
I promise, I'm just tryna get to you, but that bag get all in our way
Clright alright, on the low She feel the way I know
I got you all alone
I'm still tryna find my home Can you come to my zone? I hear it your tone
You hate that I'm the one
Pull up in yo city Nights young we getting litty I can't tell if you want me Girl I know that your picky
Hate the feeling when you know the feeling might end Not a lot of shit to give but the love plenty Know she loves Remy,
Night shift at the Ex wasn't nun to me
Girl we would split the check, ain't nun to me Like a buck 50, you was in love with me
Know you do the dash if they ever try to f*ck me
I gotta big ass check, I'm tryna run through Gotta big ass spot, tryna come through? Told you leave them lame niggas alone, I'm the only nigga that she tryna come to Make her cum too
Dealing with a lot of pain, I'm tryna un-do not a lotta shit to gain, but it's on you Yeah it's on you, baby you the one too
Game of f*ckin these bitches, but I'ma thumb thru stack hunnids and 50s for all the ones who never f*ck wit a nigga, I ain't The one you, hate commitment and feelings but I'm The Who
Love pressing ya buttons and never picking up calls, you a hell of a woman, and you done been thru it all bunch of shit that I, writing, I never say thru the phone Bunch of shit that I'm fighting I know you better alone
I'm the misery that loves company I'm bout two thousand miles away
Tell me I'm everything that you need,
Lifetime of love stored away
You call up me up
Cnd you tell me, you wanna hear that we'll be okay
I promise, I'm just tryna get to you, but that bag get all in our way
Clright alright, on the low She feel the way I know
I got you all alone
I'm still tryna find my home Can you come to my zone? I hear it your tone
You hate that I'm the one
Pull up in yo city Nights young we getting litty I can't tell if you want me Girl I know that your picky
Writer: Robert Dixon
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Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave