Perkosex
Sometimes, I ask my lady "Why me?"
Why me though, ya narsayee?
This ain't no love song (ski-ski, ski-ski, ski-ski, ski, ski)
I don't want anybody else
Anybody else but you
I don't want anybody else (skrrt, yeah)
Anybody else but you
I had to get up and leave (yeah)
I had to let this shit breathe (uh)
Emotional times, she weak
I can't let the pain sink in, no speak
She ain't got time for the 'Gram, she works
All about her brain, she study, she learns
Still up in the street when I met you at first
Girl, you hold me up and that's down to Earth, yeah
Chanel for your feet, and I even thought about a wedding ring (skrrt, skrrt)
I get love on the street, and I can put that on everything (on everything)
They see the pain in my eyes, baby girl, I'm off medicine (I'm off medicine)
I just spoke to slime in jail, he gotta stay positive and that's the shit I keep tellin' him
Codeine on my flight while I reminisce
Girl, I think I need to stay ahead of this
I had shots in my mouth like a peppermint
My niggas OT like terrorists (yeah)
If I bust down a brick, that's a home run
Call up Poppy just to hold one
Bro take the line, control one
When I came in this game, I got no love
The pain ain't lettin' me go (uh-huh)
Crazy how the love dies down but the memories don't (mm-hmm)
Crazy how you spoke everyday, now you're lettin' them go (lettin' them go)
Hearts don't break even at the end of the road
Now I got my weed and its rolled, oh, no (uh-huh)
I don't want anybody else
Anybody else but you (yeah, I need a real one)
I don't want anybody else (to be my backbone)
Anybody else but you (for real, for real)
Back then, I used to love you hard
You signed up for a drug dealer, not a drug user
And one of my toxic traits is I love too much, for real
But I ain't that good at receiving it
And I'ma just pull out, deceiving it
And show you how much I been fiendin' it
New coupe, I look clean in it
Bow down and believe in it
In the back with the screens in it
Red seats, ice cream in it
Just pray that my princess straight by the end of my life, yeah
So I make sure the pack gets done by the end of the night, yeah
Why me though, ya narsayee?
This ain't no love song (ski-ski, ski-ski, ski-ski, ski, ski)
I don't want anybody else
Anybody else but you
I don't want anybody else (skrrt, yeah)
Anybody else but you
I had to get up and leave (yeah)
I had to let this shit breathe (uh)
Emotional times, she weak
I can't let the pain sink in, no speak
She ain't got time for the 'Gram, she works
All about her brain, she study, she learns
Still up in the street when I met you at first
Girl, you hold me up and that's down to Earth, yeah
Chanel for your feet, and I even thought about a wedding ring (skrrt, skrrt)
I get love on the street, and I can put that on everything (on everything)
They see the pain in my eyes, baby girl, I'm off medicine (I'm off medicine)
I just spoke to slime in jail, he gotta stay positive and that's the shit I keep tellin' him
Codeine on my flight while I reminisce
Girl, I think I need to stay ahead of this
I had shots in my mouth like a peppermint
My niggas OT like terrorists (yeah)
If I bust down a brick, that's a home run
Call up Poppy just to hold one
Bro take the line, control one
When I came in this game, I got no love
The pain ain't lettin' me go (uh-huh)
Crazy how the love dies down but the memories don't (mm-hmm)
Crazy how you spoke everyday, now you're lettin' them go (lettin' them go)
Hearts don't break even at the end of the road
Now I got my weed and its rolled, oh, no (uh-huh)
I don't want anybody else
Anybody else but you (yeah, I need a real one)
I don't want anybody else (to be my backbone)
Anybody else but you (for real, for real)
Back then, I used to love you hard
You signed up for a drug dealer, not a drug user
And one of my toxic traits is I love too much, for real
But I ain't that good at receiving it
And I'ma just pull out, deceiving it
And show you how much I been fiendin' it
New coupe, I look clean in it
Bow down and believe in it
In the back with the screens in it
Red seats, ice cream in it
Just pray that my princess straight by the end of my life, yeah
So I make sure the pack gets done by the end of the night, yeah
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Writer(s): Adam Williams, Ricky Banton, Roki Gwiz
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