Music: Aaron Page/Domani Harris/Julius Rivera III/Timothy McKibbins/Quinton Cook
Girl, I been needing some sympathy, the streets ain't no friend to me
I admit I been outside way too long
All ain't fair in love and war, two shots, need a couple more
And I might tell the DJ to play our song
And I
I'll admit I miss the times I drive you crazy
And I
And I hope that you don't take this the wrong way
But you something like my favorite
When you coming home?
She like, "When you coming home?"
Wake up, I check my phone, I
Gotta leave these clubs alone
Miss when you in the zone
Pull up, you got nothing on
Tell these hoes, "Leave mΠ΅ alone"
Think I need a Nia Long
When I'm in this booth, all I think about is you, babe
And thΠ΅y want your spot, tryna tell 'em that it's too late
Spend every dime, how we rocking, I got blue faces, I'm in love with you
And I hope that you don't take this the wrong way
But I'm tryna see that thing from the back
And I'm tryna make some things change, please double back
I'm just tryna give you everything
Girl, I been needing some sympathy, the streets ain't no friend to me
I admit I been outside way too long
All ain't fair in love and war, two shots, need a couple more
And I might tell the DJ to play our song
And I
I'll admit I miss the times I drive you crazy
And I
And I hope that you don't take this the wrong way
But you something like my favorite
Something like myβ (Goddamn)
Something like myβ (Oh, shit)
Something like the reason I curse outside of these songs, shit
You know I'm expressive, I won't waste it on the wrong shit
But I feel you worth it, so how 'bout we do some grown shit?
Go ahead, ask me who I'm talking to, how many hoes be texting me
And watch me say some shit like, "Baby, no one if you next to me"
And watch you think that's just another line I say to every freak
And watch us fall out every week
****s, fights, rinse, repeat
A double shot of Don for me, a French 75 for her
Watch her bring that tab to me, she know who her daddy be
We just going through the motions, turbulence done brought us closer
But to keep it real, I wanna feel 'cause I been needing some
Girl, I been needing some sympathy, the streets ain't no friend to me
I admit I been outside way too long
All ain't fair in love and war, two shots, need a couple more
And I might tell the DJ to play our song
And I
I'll admit I miss the times I drive you crazy
And I
And I hope that you don't take this the wrong way
But you something like my favorite