He Don't Love Me
He don't love me
Oh no he don't love me
He don't love me
Yeah
Wrong place wrong signs
Wrong man wrong time
Really thought I saw the real you guess I must be blind
Right space right mind
Hope that I find
A reason I shouldn't take you out you crossed that line
Even met your family I let you meet mine
Plus I gave you all my heart and put my pride aside
Say you ride or die I guess that's a lie
Found somebody else was sitting in the passenger side
Damn
He don't love me
On no he don't love me
He don't love me
Yeah that's facts but it's cool relax
Had me blowin up your line callin back to back
You like to talk that talk but your walk don't match
And I see straight through your lies nigga you can't act
But you go back to her I'll go back to black
That means I'm blackin out then I packed the strap
And then I dashed right out nothin to distract
I just found out your location and then that was that
Got me losin it
See what you about
And I ain't talkin bout line ups when I say tools to scalp
I just hit the highway and now we cruisin south
Call your roommate I'm at ya house tell that dude come out
He don't love me
No he don't love me
He don't love me
Oh no he don't love me
He don't love me
Yeah
Wrong place wrong signs
Wrong man wrong time
Really thought I saw the real you guess I must be blind
Right space right mind
Hope that I find
A reason I shouldn't take you out you crossed that line
Even met your family I let you meet mine
Plus I gave you all my heart and put my pride aside
Say you ride or die I guess that's a lie
Found somebody else was sitting in the passenger side
Damn
He don't love me
On no he don't love me
He don't love me
Yeah that's facts but it's cool relax
Had me blowin up your line callin back to back
You like to talk that talk but your walk don't match
And I see straight through your lies nigga you can't act
But you go back to her I'll go back to black
That means I'm blackin out then I packed the strap
And then I dashed right out nothin to distract
I just found out your location and then that was that
Got me losin it
See what you about
And I ain't talkin bout line ups when I say tools to scalp
I just hit the highway and now we cruisin south
Call your roommate I'm at ya house tell that dude come out
He don't love me
No he don't love me
He don't love me
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Writer(s): Jailyn Bowen
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