H.Y.W (Hate You When) [feat. Sophie Seng]
Uh huh, Uh huh, Uh huh
I hate you when you make me feel like I don't really understand
Been together so long now I feel like a golf ball trapped in some muthafuckin sand
Can I get out? Is it too rough? Is it too much? Never too much
It's been awhile since the player been single
Back when I had the high top fade
With the low down braids yea a brotha looked saucy
She say I get a little arrogant when she know damn well she the one that get a little bossy
If love got a price what the cost be, shit my debit card froze
Sometimes I drive really fast with my eyes closed
Can't afford your love, Can't afford your time
I'ma pour some wine and get drunken blind
This uncertainty in this life of mine
Will we speak again? Are we going mime
Are we going mime, Are we going mime
Is it worth it in the end? Should we just remain as friends? Will we ever speak again? Uncertain questions
I hate you when you make me feel like I don't really understand
Had problems with your ex but you gon' be an ex if you don't stop thinking bout the man
Should I get out? Is it too rough? Is it too much? Never too much
It's been awhile since a nigga been single
This for my ladies for my damies it goes round like ceiling fan
Too oblivious, too mysterious to be steering us with one hand
Some things are better off unsaid
Sometimes a nigga wish that he was dead
Sometimes I drive really fast with my eyes closed
I hate you when you make me feel like I don't really understand
Been together so long now I feel like a golf ball trapped in some muthafuckin sand
Can I get out? Is it too rough? Is it too much? Never too much
It's been awhile since the player been single
Back when I had the high top fade
With the low down braids yea a brotha looked saucy
She say I get a little arrogant when she know damn well she the one that get a little bossy
If love got a price what the cost be, shit my debit card froze
Sometimes I drive really fast with my eyes closed
Can't afford your love, Can't afford your time
I'ma pour some wine and get drunken blind
This uncertainty in this life of mine
Will we speak again? Are we going mime
Are we going mime, Are we going mime
Is it worth it in the end? Should we just remain as friends? Will we ever speak again? Uncertain questions
I hate you when you make me feel like I don't really understand
Had problems with your ex but you gon' be an ex if you don't stop thinking bout the man
Should I get out? Is it too rough? Is it too much? Never too much
It's been awhile since a nigga been single
This for my ladies for my damies it goes round like ceiling fan
Too oblivious, too mysterious to be steering us with one hand
Some things are better off unsaid
Sometimes a nigga wish that he was dead
Sometimes I drive really fast with my eyes closed
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Washington
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