Hell (Wishing Well)
Yeah
Honestly I wish that I could wish you well
But all the shit you done make me wanna wish you hell
I miss them phone calls when you tell me how you feel
I kind of wish your name still popped up if were being real
We use to rock the rarest fashion fuck the mass appeal
You was always independent like you ain't gon sign a deal
You the type to know when i'm drunk, baby you gon take the wheel
I had you when you was low key felt like CP when he get a steal, yeah
I be on patron listening to your dial tone, yeah
Got me in my feelings I just wanna be left alone, yeah
This life without you truthfully really ain't fun, yeah
My homies saying I ain't been the same in months, yeah
Yeah
And on a real note
Baby your love is the kind of love that I would kill for
The kind of love every motherfucker wish for
I ain't that tall but for you I'm standing 6'4
And I swear to god that you always be on my mental
Yeah I swear to god that you always be on my mental
All these drinks that in my system fucking up my mind
Thoughts about our times really fucking up my grind
I said I'll never change but I think it's time that I abide
I'm tired of all my lies baby girl I swear I'll try
Tears drop from my eyes when I see you ain't replied
We all deserve a second chance, I already fucked up twice
My mama always said two wrongs don't ever make a right
The past couple months made me realize that she be right
And I don't ever want to fight, no
But all the things you doing got me out here acting psycho
Tension in the air got me walking on a tight rope
Our love isn't fair, got me sing like i'm
When I'm with you is when I be feeling best
You an angel my baby yeah you be blessed
I only want you I don't really want the rest
No I don't want the rest
And I swear to god that you always be on my mental
Yeah I swear to god that you always be on my mental
Honestly I wish that I could wish you well
But all the shit you done make me wanna wish you hell
I miss them phone calls when you tell me how you feel
I kind of wish your name still popped up if were being real
We use to rock the rarest fashion fuck the mass appeal
You was always independent like you ain't gon sign a deal
You the type to know when i'm drunk, baby you gon take the wheel
I had you when you was low key felt like CP when he get a steal, yeah
Honestly I wish that I could wish you well
But all the shit you done make me wanna wish you hell
I miss them phone calls when you tell me how you feel
I kind of wish your name still popped up if were being real
We use to rock the rarest fashion fuck the mass appeal
You was always independent like you ain't gon sign a deal
You the type to know when i'm drunk, baby you gon take the wheel
I had you when you was low key felt like CP when he get a steal, yeah
I be on patron listening to your dial tone, yeah
Got me in my feelings I just wanna be left alone, yeah
This life without you truthfully really ain't fun, yeah
My homies saying I ain't been the same in months, yeah
Yeah
And on a real note
Baby your love is the kind of love that I would kill for
The kind of love every motherfucker wish for
I ain't that tall but for you I'm standing 6'4
And I swear to god that you always be on my mental
Yeah I swear to god that you always be on my mental
All these drinks that in my system fucking up my mind
Thoughts about our times really fucking up my grind
I said I'll never change but I think it's time that I abide
I'm tired of all my lies baby girl I swear I'll try
Tears drop from my eyes when I see you ain't replied
We all deserve a second chance, I already fucked up twice
My mama always said two wrongs don't ever make a right
The past couple months made me realize that she be right
And I don't ever want to fight, no
But all the things you doing got me out here acting psycho
Tension in the air got me walking on a tight rope
Our love isn't fair, got me sing like i'm
When I'm with you is when I be feeling best
You an angel my baby yeah you be blessed
I only want you I don't really want the rest
No I don't want the rest
And I swear to god that you always be on my mental
Yeah I swear to god that you always be on my mental
Honestly I wish that I could wish you well
But all the shit you done make me wanna wish you hell
I miss them phone calls when you tell me how you feel
I kind of wish your name still popped up if were being real
We use to rock the rarest fashion fuck the mass appeal
You was always independent like you ain't gon sign a deal
You the type to know when i'm drunk, baby you gon take the wheel
I had you when you was low key felt like CP when he get a steal, yeah
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Writer(s): Jalen Smith
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