Love Sick Lyrics

Ahh I hate you

I really do right now

I don't wanna see you

I don't wanna speak to you

You stood me up again

Do you even know how that feels

Me fr3 ne phone

Four times, ten times she no pick up

Girl the way you doing me in love

You better sit up

Bad shit, she wanna roll with the masses

Listening to friends who asses

Boy no ni sika nti

Baby girl from my heart

I'm sipping Codeine

Popping Cigars

Cigars

Baby don't leave

On me awwwww

Overdosing, overdosing

On ya love

You know I wish I could've seen

What I didn't saw

Baby don't leave

on me no awww

Overdosing,on ya love

You say I was on ya mind why u tripping

Now u leaving cause we don't spend time

You a phonyass bitch

You a snake in em grass

Wished that I could pass

Na ho)f3 nti na

Me nte ne ho gyae

Bad bitch, wa b) naso baako,meanu,me3nsa,3nan

)Y3 savage

Naga's they rushing her, crushing her

They all Garbage

But lately you been tripping on me

You've been toxic

Baby don't leave, don't leave

Ey here me out baby

I can explain

What,why ain't you buy me that dress

I sent you for my birthday

Or not showing up for our dates

Three times in a row

Boy bye

You say you don't need me,I don't know why

She be pulling on my heart strings aye like a guitar

I've been feeling so scard

Aswear I ain't gon lie

Gave up all my hoes for you,

But I guess it ain't enough aye

I wanted you to stay ,you said I ain't gon change

You wished I could spend on you,but I spent it on a chain

That shit had you going insane,but who I am to blame

I be doing what I'm doing,

gotta represent the geng

Really was my homie and the one I could confide in

Aye

she had me tripping,took my heart she went and broke it

Caught up in my feelings like I'm so lost she got me damaged

Bro I'm going crazy, shit I thought she was my lady

Damn aye

Fell in love with the money,I want me that money yeah this ain't enough better get me some more.

Better not stop me I'm up in my zone

Rock with my niggas the realest I know

Rings on our fingers like we is the pope

Regardless the problem we ain't never fold

Should've known all your shit just a joke

I ain't your brother why you call me bro

Kneel aye, aye yeah

I'm soo sick of this

You don't love me

You don't buy me nothing

No dates,and you're always busy

You don't even get time for me

I can't get you what you want

And take you on dates

It don't mean I don't love you

I ain't got no money

But I got a talent and a plan

I be in the studio, talking bout you leaving

Ey tell me what happened to ride or die baby