Sick Of Lxve
I'm so sick of love
I'm so sick of love songs
Love songs
I'm so sick of love songs she gon' ask me what's wrong
She wanna pull up and give me some
I don't want her to give me none
Told that bitch that I'm making a song
Please don't hit my phone
But she just called back
I told her to leave me 'lone
She just wants my energy
That's my biggest enemy
That's what puts the fear in me
All they want is your energy
At least that's what she's givin' me
That's what she's making me think
Tryna check all of my money trying to check if it's in the bank, and trying to get the gas in The tank
Yeah I'm trying to climb up rank
Yeah climb up a rank
Climb up a rank
And I look at the cheese
Wait why she still want my energy, checking my bank count infinity
Trynna be so so rich but it don't even matter if I buy like fi-five million bricks
Five million bricks
Five million sticks
I don't know if I want to go
Wait, go to the crib, go to the crib let me go get on my fit, Make sure it's really drip then We just gon go out
And go super crazy and really get lit
Don't need an Uber and don't need a Lyft
Got in my car yeah I had to dip
Nowadays you gotta drive with a stick
Sad world that we live in it
Nowadays people don't care about sins
They taking a life yeah that's how they win
Don't care about the shots that they sending in
I'm so sick of love songs' she gon' ask me what's wrong
She wanna pull up and give me some
I don't want her to give me none
Told that bitch that I'm making a song
Please don't hit my phone but she just called back I told her to leave me 'lone
She just wants my energy
That's my biggest enemy
That's what puts the fear in me, all they want is yo energy
Yeah that really be killing me
Like why can't you help
I need you to help me
With all of my health
And all of my wealth
Like is that all impossible
You ain't gotta tell me
But I'm telling you it's possible
I'm so sick of love songs
Love songs
I'm so sick of love songs she gon' ask me what's wrong
She wanna pull up and give me some
I don't want her to give me none
Told that bitch that I'm making a song
Please don't hit my phone
But she just called back
I told her to leave me 'lone
She just wants my energy
That's my biggest enemy
That's what puts the fear in me
All they want is your energy
At least that's what she's givin' me
That's what she's making me think
Tryna check all of my money trying to check if it's in the bank, and trying to get the gas in The tank
Yeah I'm trying to climb up rank
Yeah climb up a rank
Climb up a rank
And I look at the cheese
Wait why she still want my energy, checking my bank count infinity
Trynna be so so rich but it don't even matter if I buy like fi-five million bricks
Five million bricks
Five million sticks
I don't know if I want to go
Wait, go to the crib, go to the crib let me go get on my fit, Make sure it's really drip then We just gon go out
And go super crazy and really get lit
Don't need an Uber and don't need a Lyft
Got in my car yeah I had to dip
Nowadays you gotta drive with a stick
Sad world that we live in it
Nowadays people don't care about sins
They taking a life yeah that's how they win
Don't care about the shots that they sending in
I'm so sick of love songs' she gon' ask me what's wrong
She wanna pull up and give me some
I don't want her to give me none
Told that bitch that I'm making a song
Please don't hit my phone but she just called back I told her to leave me 'lone
She just wants my energy
That's my biggest enemy
That's what puts the fear in me, all they want is yo energy
Yeah that really be killing me
Like why can't you help
I need you to help me
With all of my health
And all of my wealth
Like is that all impossible
You ain't gotta tell me
But I'm telling you it's possible
Credits
Writer(s): Nyb Sage
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