F&F
Fuck, fight
Fuck, fight
Every other night
Fight, fuck
Fight, fuck
I tell you I'm gone cuz you ain't acting right
Knowing goddamn well I'll be back tonight
It's a circle of pleasure
Plus a cycle of misery
I hate to admit that what I like may be killing me
The epitome of intimacy and angst
We frenemies you can take that to the bank
You emotionally wrecked
You know that I'm a mess
So we go back and forth like Jody and Yvette
Or more like Siya and Renaye
You love is like a weapon
Firing away
One minute you screaming
Swingin on me crazy
Next minute ass in the air
Callin me baby
Maybe
I'll think of some better lines
To make you act right
And hope for better times
So whether I'm
Kissin you softly
Holding you to my chest
Or taking my fingers
And rope em round ya neck, we gon
Fuck, fight
Fuck, fight
Goddamn this shit is like
Every other night, we just
Fight, fuck
Fight, fuck
You know I love you
But we both pushing our luck, we just
Fuck, fight
Fuck, fight
Goddman this shit is like
Every other night, we just
Fight, fuck
Fight, fuck
You know I love you
But we both pushing our luck
I love you now I hate ya
Either way it goes
We gon wake up the neighbors
I try to let you go
But I can't escape ya
It's like you're my vice, my addiction
Don't like when it's mentioned
My niggaz keep telling me
Yeah that bitch is toxic
I'm quick to get pissed
And switch the topic
And your girlfriends mad
Cuz you not gon leave
Wondering why you never called the cops on me
Same reason I never called the cops on you
Cuz we ain't trying to end up at the top of the news
This torturous back and forth shit
Got me confused
But guaranteed this a fight
I do not wanna lose
Then again winnings something we never do
I just pray for a better me and a better you
So whether you
Use ya pussy to say you got ya man
Or steak knives, boxcutters, pots and pans, we gonna
Fuck, fight
Fuck, fight
Goddamn this shit is like
Every other night, we just
Fight, fuck
Fight, fuck
You know I love you
But we both pushing our luck, we just
Fuck, fight
Fuck, fight
Goddman this shit is like
Every other night, we just
Fight, fuck
Fight, fuck
You know I love you
But we both pushing our luck
Fuck, fight
Every other night
Fight, fuck
Fight, fuck
I tell you I'm gone cuz you ain't acting right
Knowing goddamn well I'll be back tonight
It's a circle of pleasure
Plus a cycle of misery
I hate to admit that what I like may be killing me
The epitome of intimacy and angst
We frenemies you can take that to the bank
You emotionally wrecked
You know that I'm a mess
So we go back and forth like Jody and Yvette
Or more like Siya and Renaye
You love is like a weapon
Firing away
One minute you screaming
Swingin on me crazy
Next minute ass in the air
Callin me baby
Maybe
I'll think of some better lines
To make you act right
And hope for better times
So whether I'm
Kissin you softly
Holding you to my chest
Or taking my fingers
And rope em round ya neck, we gon
Fuck, fight
Fuck, fight
Goddamn this shit is like
Every other night, we just
Fight, fuck
Fight, fuck
You know I love you
But we both pushing our luck, we just
Fuck, fight
Fuck, fight
Goddman this shit is like
Every other night, we just
Fight, fuck
Fight, fuck
You know I love you
But we both pushing our luck
I love you now I hate ya
Either way it goes
We gon wake up the neighbors
I try to let you go
But I can't escape ya
It's like you're my vice, my addiction
Don't like when it's mentioned
My niggaz keep telling me
Yeah that bitch is toxic
I'm quick to get pissed
And switch the topic
And your girlfriends mad
Cuz you not gon leave
Wondering why you never called the cops on me
Same reason I never called the cops on you
Cuz we ain't trying to end up at the top of the news
This torturous back and forth shit
Got me confused
But guaranteed this a fight
I do not wanna lose
Then again winnings something we never do
I just pray for a better me and a better you
So whether you
Use ya pussy to say you got ya man
Or steak knives, boxcutters, pots and pans, we gonna
Fuck, fight
Fuck, fight
Goddamn this shit is like
Every other night, we just
Fight, fuck
Fight, fuck
You know I love you
But we both pushing our luck, we just
Fuck, fight
Fuck, fight
Goddman this shit is like
Every other night, we just
Fight, fuck
Fight, fuck
You know I love you
But we both pushing our luck
Credits
Writer(s): Reginald Stewart Ii, Kelly Portis
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Pick Ya Poison, Vol. 2: Vice & Venom (Radio Edit)
- Pick Ya Poison, Vol. 2: Vice & Venom
- ionnowhatchutalkinbout (feat. King Fiya) - Single
- ionnowhatchutalkinbout
- ionnowhatchutalkinbout (Radio Edit)
- Where My Drink At?
- Where My Drink At? (Radio Edit)
- C'mon Mayne
- C'mon Mayne (Radio Edit)
- Pick Ya Poison, Vol. 1
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