PHONICS Lyrics

You so lame bitch that's really what it is

Imma real one of one

Me and you baby we antonyms

(Ohhhhh)

Hoe I'm so sick of you

Pussy it got me fooled

Feelings can't be defined

This shit it keep me locked up in my mind

Going through trials and tribulations

Hard conversations

Born with disposition imma show you how I play it

I know it's coming for me it's kinda funny

I used to walk with a limp but now I'm running

I keep going

It's like I'm all knowing

But only for the moment

It's only one side to every single story (story, story)

My heart made of gold I just live in my glory

Outta sight outta mind I kept em all wondering

You so lame bitch that's really what it is

Imma real one of one

Me and you baby we antonyms

(Ohhhhh)

Hoe I'm so sick of you

Pussy it got me fooled

Feelings can't be defined

This shit it keep me locked up in my mind

Going through trials and tribulations

Hard conversations

Born with disposition imma show you how I play it

Got used to living in fire it's all fine

Don't gotta conquer the world its already mine

Take a long look in the mirror you don't like what you see

(What you see)

We not the same you so opposite to me

(But that's just me)

Gotta put my guard up

Before you start again

My fault for thinking you was loyal I won't make it again

(My fault for thinking you was down you ain't down)

Pick the hoe up

Fuck her then I toss her

Baby you know nothing bout love

And I'm not the one to show ya

(Holup, holup)

Shut the fuck up roll my blunt up

I know that you be wondering what would it be

If I ain't fuck up

You so lame bitch that's really what it is

Imma real one of one

Me and you baby we antonyms

(Ohhhhh)

Hoe I'm so sick of you

Pussy it got me fooled

Feelings can't be defined

This shit it keep me locked up in my mind

Going through trials and tribulations

Hard conversations

Born with disposition imma show you how I play it