i recovered from this
Funny how time flies when you're having fun, please stay
Funny how time flies when you're having fun
Funny how time flies when you're having fun
Mmh, yeah, ooh
Funny how time flies when you're having fun
It's not that I don't love my bitch
But I don't love these side hoes neither
She throwing that shit back at me and I'm catching it like I'm a wide receiver
I know these losers you fucking ain't hitting it right, I'm Derek Jeter
Heart on my sleeve and cash in my fist
Chase a dream, man, do not chase a bitch
I can't believe that this ho got me breakin', I'm breaking like this
Look, my bitch never got taken from me, I lost her myself
My bitch never got comfort from me, I needed too much help
I can't do one hour a week, I think I need more help
I don't think I need no more fixin', I'll just heal myself
Who's gonna be there when you low, bitch, you or somebody else?
My actions got way too active, I don't want no more help
One hour a week ain't enough for me, I think I need a friend
Everyone that I ever dated deserves better -
I could have wrote this when I'm faded, but alcohol gives you a lens
When I'm speaking my mind, I'm on demonic time, I got family and fences to mend
Every argument comes with a cost
Every dub ends up in a loss
Gotta keep the façade of a boss
Every picture developed is tossed
I know bitches that I'll never talk to
I got exes I'm still fuckin' raw
I been stuck in a car with the child-lock
Tryna break out and answer the call
Can you hear it?
Actual love, actual heart, actual caring
Niggas get mad at me when I call out they hating
'Cause they hatin', no debatin'
All on my dick and you know we ain't dating
Bitch nigga, let's face it
We came up out the mud, still got dirt on our faces
Now we counting blue faces
White girl slide down the pole and I'm throwing her faces
I could never be racist
It's not that I don't love my bitch
But I don't love these side hoes neither
She throwing that shit back at me and I'm catching it like I'm a wide receiver
I know these losers you fucking ain't hitting it right, I'm Derek Jeter
Heart on my sleeve and cash in my fist
Chase a dream, man, do not chase a bitch
I can't believe that this bitch got me breakin', I'm breaking like this
I can't believe that this girl got me breakin', I'm breaking like this
Fuck
Alright, that's it
I'm done, I finally finished this shit
Finally
I've been workin' on this shit for a long time
Funny how time flies when you're having fun
Funny how time flies when you're having fun
Mmh, yeah, ooh
Funny how time flies when you're having fun
It's not that I don't love my bitch
But I don't love these side hoes neither
She throwing that shit back at me and I'm catching it like I'm a wide receiver
I know these losers you fucking ain't hitting it right, I'm Derek Jeter
Heart on my sleeve and cash in my fist
Chase a dream, man, do not chase a bitch
I can't believe that this ho got me breakin', I'm breaking like this
Look, my bitch never got taken from me, I lost her myself
My bitch never got comfort from me, I needed too much help
I can't do one hour a week, I think I need more help
I don't think I need no more fixin', I'll just heal myself
Who's gonna be there when you low, bitch, you or somebody else?
My actions got way too active, I don't want no more help
One hour a week ain't enough for me, I think I need a friend
Everyone that I ever dated deserves better -
I could have wrote this when I'm faded, but alcohol gives you a lens
When I'm speaking my mind, I'm on demonic time, I got family and fences to mend
Every argument comes with a cost
Every dub ends up in a loss
Gotta keep the façade of a boss
Every picture developed is tossed
I know bitches that I'll never talk to
I got exes I'm still fuckin' raw
I been stuck in a car with the child-lock
Tryna break out and answer the call
Can you hear it?
Actual love, actual heart, actual caring
Niggas get mad at me when I call out they hating
'Cause they hatin', no debatin'
All on my dick and you know we ain't dating
Bitch nigga, let's face it
We came up out the mud, still got dirt on our faces
Now we counting blue faces
White girl slide down the pole and I'm throwing her faces
I could never be racist
It's not that I don't love my bitch
But I don't love these side hoes neither
She throwing that shit back at me and I'm catching it like I'm a wide receiver
I know these losers you fucking ain't hitting it right, I'm Derek Jeter
Heart on my sleeve and cash in my fist
Chase a dream, man, do not chase a bitch
I can't believe that this bitch got me breakin', I'm breaking like this
I can't believe that this girl got me breakin', I'm breaking like this
Fuck
Alright, that's it
I'm done, I finally finished this shit
Finally
I've been workin' on this shit for a long time
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Writer(s): Barrington Hendricks
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