Cancelled
I don't hate you, I just don't know how to love you
I guess, and I want to, but I can't do
Called your phone three times I guess I'm cancelled
I don't hate you, I just don't know how to love you
I guess, and I want to, but I can't do
Got other shit to handle and it's a handful
Guess we breaking up again
You ain't pick up again
You fell out of love again
The way you switching up must got an evil twin
You take advise from a psychic and your jealous friend
Can't tell you how to feel but that make zero sense
Even if it's true you ain't got no evidence
You ain't got no photos or no fingerprints
Might've got head in the car yea but I got tints
I got drip and these hoes need they thirst quenched
New pussy like a Christmas gift don't be a grinch
How could I put this I'm a player I don't ride the bench
You got mad and locked me out I had to use a wrench
You want love but love hurts
When it does then you murk
Skurt
Say you leaving yea I heard you
But you drove in a circle
I don't hate you, I just don't know how to love you
I guess, and I want to, but I can't do
Called your phone three times I guess I'm cancelled
I don't hate you, I just don't know how to love you
I guess, and I want to, but I can't do
Got other shit to handle and it's a handful
I guess, and I want to, but I can't do
Called your phone three times I guess I'm cancelled
I don't hate you, I just don't know how to love you
I guess, and I want to, but I can't do
Got other shit to handle and it's a handful
Guess we breaking up again
You ain't pick up again
You fell out of love again
The way you switching up must got an evil twin
You take advise from a psychic and your jealous friend
Can't tell you how to feel but that make zero sense
Even if it's true you ain't got no evidence
You ain't got no photos or no fingerprints
Might've got head in the car yea but I got tints
I got drip and these hoes need they thirst quenched
New pussy like a Christmas gift don't be a grinch
How could I put this I'm a player I don't ride the bench
You got mad and locked me out I had to use a wrench
You want love but love hurts
When it does then you murk
Skurt
Say you leaving yea I heard you
But you drove in a circle
I don't hate you, I just don't know how to love you
I guess, and I want to, but I can't do
Called your phone three times I guess I'm cancelled
I don't hate you, I just don't know how to love you
I guess, and I want to, but I can't do
Got other shit to handle and it's a handful
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Writer(s): Kolby Jones
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