Fighting Me

Yeah, ayy, excuse me (ha-ha-ha)
Yeah, ayy, excuse me (uh, yeah, ha-ha-ha)
Ayy, excuse me (aight, go)

Ayy, excuse me, I don't mean to break your heart, ho (uh-uh)
I just thought I'd let you know you been up on my mind (in my mind)
Bitch, it's time, Lord please, can you show me signs? (Show me signs)
If she fuck with me, if she love with me (go)
If she done with me, can she roll with me? (Yeah)
Can she kill for me? Can she die for me? (True that, haha)
This a broken heart, it's fallen into pieces (pieces)
In the parking lot, I'm fighting all my demons (fuck)
I can't take it anymore, I need a weekend (fuck)

It's a weekday, gotta get the work in (yeah)
I been weak, ayy, I don't think I'm working (go)
All this pain I be hiding in the curtain (yeah)
Love the way you move in this black 'Burban

Ayy, excuse me, I don't mean to break your heart, ho
I just thought I'd let you know you been up on my mind
Bitch, it's time, Lord please, can you show me signs?
If she fuck with me, if she love with me
If she done with me, can she roll with me?
Can she kill for me? Can she die for me?
This a broken heart, it's fallen into pieces
In the parking lot, I'm fighting all my demons
I can't take it anymore, I need a weekend

Need a vacation, posted with the Haitians (yeah)
And my bitch Asian, wait, think she Blasian (woo)
I got cutters like my name is Freddy vs. Jason (go)
I be paper chasing

I got youngins that will kill you for a hundred dollar bill (yeah)
What's the deal? You got skills?
And my bitch straight from Beverly Hills, yeah, she off the pills (uh-huh)
Baby, chill, it's that Kill Bill, black and yellow fit (yeah)
Ain't no counterfeit, yeah, she got a Glock and this banana clip

Ayy, excuse me, I don't mean to break your heart, ho (uh-uh)
I just thought I'd let you know you been up on my mind (in my mind)
Bitch, it's time, Lord please, can you show me signs? (Show me signs)
If she fuck with me, if she love with me (go)
If she done with me, can she roll with me? (Yeah)
Can she kill for me? Can she die for me? (True that)
This a broken heart, it's fallen into pieces (pieces)
In the parking lot, I'm fighting all my demons (fuck)
I can't take it anymore, I need a weekend (fuck)



Credits
Writer(s): Edy Edouard, Ethan Harszlak, Kristian Kena
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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