Sex Ain't the Same
Oh, your name got a ring
Sex with these bitches, this shit ain't the same, oh yeah
Oh, yeah
Uh, I said
No, this shit ain't the same
Sex with these bitches, this shit ain't the same
Oh, yeah, oh yeah
Still can't find myself inside this mess up in my hell (uh-huh)
Thinking I need help (uh-huh)
Or maybe just a well (uh-huh)
Hanging up your photos in my room, I don't need shelves (uh-huh)
Geeking by myself (uh-huh)
Your falling tears my favorite weather
I know I can make it, oh, better
Singing love letters (yeah)
All this love I never felt, uh, nothing better
See, oh, yeah, your name gotta ring (it do)
For you, I be digging deep
Listen while I sing (uh-huh)
Tryna purchase all your love
Selling everything (okay)
Got me punching and screaming
For you, oh, bitch, don't you just see
Oh, your name gotta ring (yeah)
Sex with these bitches, this shit ain't the same
Oh, yeah (yeah)
Tunnel vision off this strain (yeah)
Walking in my mind, you made my hell a place to stay
Oh, yeah (yeah)
And you not ever going, oh, I know it (yeah)
Now you tryna run and leave, but you'll end up dead with me
Oh, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, on my leash, yeah, freak, yeah, geek
Got me reaching for the bottle, pour up Hennessy (I'm falling out)
Yeah, weed, yeah, need
We in love, oh, they can see (yeah)
Walking down the street (yeah)
I keep on smiling, yeah, they see my glee (yeah)
Stuck with you like I'm a flea (oh, yeah)
Warm with you like you my fleece (yeah)
Selfies, you keep sending me (yeah)
Pics I love to nut, I keep on going, yeah, you trapping me (yeah, oh, yeah)
Taking all my energy (oh)
If you want my soul to keep (oh)
If you want my soul to keep, then keep on fucking choking me (oh, oh)
If you couldn't tell, I'm kinda crazy (oh)
Lock me in a cell, but please still have my baby (oh)
So just maybe, we could stick like gel (forreal)
And you been putting me right through the motion, like we shot a move (oh, ooh)
I'm not usually used to losing, oh, no (oh, ooh)
I don't approve, I don't approve, uh, oh, oh (yeah)
Oh, your name gotta ring (yeah)
Sex with these bitches, this shit ain't the same
Oh, yeah (yeah)
Tunnel vision off this strain (yeah)
Walking in my mind, you made my hell a place to stay
Oh, yeah (yeah)
And you not ever going, oh, I know it (yeah)
Now you tryna run and leave, but you'll end up dead with me
Oh, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, on my leash, yeah, freak, yeah, geek
Got me reaching for the bottle, pour up Hennessy (I'm falling out)
Yeah, weed, yeah, need
Sex with these bitches, this shit ain't the same
Oh, yeah
Tunnel vision off this strain
Walking in my mind, you made my hell a place to stay
Oh, yeah
And you not ever going, oh, I know it
Now you tryna run and leave, but you'll end up dead with me
Oh, yeah
Yeah, on my leash, yeah, freak, yeah, geek
Got me reaching for the bottle, pour up Hennessy
Yeah, weed, yeah, need
Sex with these bitches, this shit ain't the same, oh yeah
Oh, yeah
Uh, I said
No, this shit ain't the same
Sex with these bitches, this shit ain't the same
Oh, yeah, oh yeah
Still can't find myself inside this mess up in my hell (uh-huh)
Thinking I need help (uh-huh)
Or maybe just a well (uh-huh)
Hanging up your photos in my room, I don't need shelves (uh-huh)
Geeking by myself (uh-huh)
Your falling tears my favorite weather
I know I can make it, oh, better
Singing love letters (yeah)
All this love I never felt, uh, nothing better
See, oh, yeah, your name gotta ring (it do)
For you, I be digging deep
Listen while I sing (uh-huh)
Tryna purchase all your love
Selling everything (okay)
Got me punching and screaming
For you, oh, bitch, don't you just see
Oh, your name gotta ring (yeah)
Sex with these bitches, this shit ain't the same
Oh, yeah (yeah)
Tunnel vision off this strain (yeah)
Walking in my mind, you made my hell a place to stay
Oh, yeah (yeah)
And you not ever going, oh, I know it (yeah)
Now you tryna run and leave, but you'll end up dead with me
Oh, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, on my leash, yeah, freak, yeah, geek
Got me reaching for the bottle, pour up Hennessy (I'm falling out)
Yeah, weed, yeah, need
We in love, oh, they can see (yeah)
Walking down the street (yeah)
I keep on smiling, yeah, they see my glee (yeah)
Stuck with you like I'm a flea (oh, yeah)
Warm with you like you my fleece (yeah)
Selfies, you keep sending me (yeah)
Pics I love to nut, I keep on going, yeah, you trapping me (yeah, oh, yeah)
Taking all my energy (oh)
If you want my soul to keep (oh)
If you want my soul to keep, then keep on fucking choking me (oh, oh)
If you couldn't tell, I'm kinda crazy (oh)
Lock me in a cell, but please still have my baby (oh)
So just maybe, we could stick like gel (forreal)
And you been putting me right through the motion, like we shot a move (oh, ooh)
I'm not usually used to losing, oh, no (oh, ooh)
I don't approve, I don't approve, uh, oh, oh (yeah)
Oh, your name gotta ring (yeah)
Sex with these bitches, this shit ain't the same
Oh, yeah (yeah)
Tunnel vision off this strain (yeah)
Walking in my mind, you made my hell a place to stay
Oh, yeah (yeah)
And you not ever going, oh, I know it (yeah)
Now you tryna run and leave, but you'll end up dead with me
Oh, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, on my leash, yeah, freak, yeah, geek
Got me reaching for the bottle, pour up Hennessy (I'm falling out)
Yeah, weed, yeah, need
Sex with these bitches, this shit ain't the same
Oh, yeah
Tunnel vision off this strain
Walking in my mind, you made my hell a place to stay
Oh, yeah
And you not ever going, oh, I know it
Now you tryna run and leave, but you'll end up dead with me
Oh, yeah
Yeah, on my leash, yeah, freak, yeah, geek
Got me reaching for the bottle, pour up Hennessy
Yeah, weed, yeah, need
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Writer(s): Dylan Ben-hayon
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