X
I plead don't kill my vibe
I wanna be alone
She calling me all the time
I need you off my phone
She telling me she need online
Be Careful with your tone
Your energy opaque my sight
Stop trying to be a foe
Oh oh
Bitch stop blowing my phone
I've got a girl, told you keep it on a low
There's no energy between us, that's fucking No
I swear to God, Bitch you gotta go
Girl i swear you tripping
Cause i had you in my kitchen
Back shots, while you do the dirty dishes
Now you think that we a digit, more like 2
God Damn
A Nigga had no clue what to do
No me and you
I'm a sucker for your love, I played a fool
I said my heart was cold stone she took a scope
She whispered in my ear, said she's wetter than a pool
There ain't enough oxygen in here, i need the room
She claiming that she loves me from this planet to the moon
She acting to the script, like there's a movie coming soon
She saying she a trippy fan, she wanna stay in tune
I plead don't kill my vibe
I wanna be alone
She calling me all the time
I need you off my phone
She telling me she need online
Be Careful with your tone
Your energy opaque my sight
Stop trying to be a foe
Oh oh
Case closed
Stay low
Now she talking to my main, never do that shit again
You stay close? Hell No
Past and present been the same
Reminiscing on my pain
My heart cold but yours froze
I'm just going to say it plain, you've been nothing but a stain
Just let go
What left of us now is nothing but a mental picture frame
I'm need you outta
You make it seem like I'm crazy but, Baby, that ain't fair
I'm trying to be friends with you, maybe, I gon trying to be fair
But don't put no hopes in me turning to you
Please, get it clear
Hopes of us together died
Back in the past with the slimy ways, you was a ride
I pray to heaven you find a way to wipe those eyes
For now, It's bye and good luck to you
You will be fine
I plead don't kill my vibe
I wanna be alone
She calling me all the time
I need you off my phone
She telling me she need online
Be Careful with your tone
Your energy opaque my sight
Stop trying to be a foe
Oh oh
I wanna be alone
She calling me all the time
I need you off my phone
She telling me she need online
Be Careful with your tone
Your energy opaque my sight
Stop trying to be a foe
Oh oh
Bitch stop blowing my phone
I've got a girl, told you keep it on a low
There's no energy between us, that's fucking No
I swear to God, Bitch you gotta go
Girl i swear you tripping
Cause i had you in my kitchen
Back shots, while you do the dirty dishes
Now you think that we a digit, more like 2
God Damn
A Nigga had no clue what to do
No me and you
I'm a sucker for your love, I played a fool
I said my heart was cold stone she took a scope
She whispered in my ear, said she's wetter than a pool
There ain't enough oxygen in here, i need the room
She claiming that she loves me from this planet to the moon
She acting to the script, like there's a movie coming soon
She saying she a trippy fan, she wanna stay in tune
I plead don't kill my vibe
I wanna be alone
She calling me all the time
I need you off my phone
She telling me she need online
Be Careful with your tone
Your energy opaque my sight
Stop trying to be a foe
Oh oh
Case closed
Stay low
Now she talking to my main, never do that shit again
You stay close? Hell No
Past and present been the same
Reminiscing on my pain
My heart cold but yours froze
I'm just going to say it plain, you've been nothing but a stain
Just let go
What left of us now is nothing but a mental picture frame
I'm need you outta
You make it seem like I'm crazy but, Baby, that ain't fair
I'm trying to be friends with you, maybe, I gon trying to be fair
But don't put no hopes in me turning to you
Please, get it clear
Hopes of us together died
Back in the past with the slimy ways, you was a ride
I pray to heaven you find a way to wipe those eyes
For now, It's bye and good luck to you
You will be fine
I plead don't kill my vibe
I wanna be alone
She calling me all the time
I need you off my phone
She telling me she need online
Be Careful with your tone
Your energy opaque my sight
Stop trying to be a foe
Oh oh
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Writer(s): David Eboka
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