Losing Streak Don Trip

Verse 1

Hi there Porshia, I miss you girl
You moved on and I gotta be man enough to wish you well
Oh I'm so jealous of your new boyfriend
I can't lie, I wish it was I; I wish it was us
I gave you gifts but I ain't give you enough
I ain't give you the love
Look at me now, lonely as the man who stands on top
And I'd take both of my hands tryna turn back the hands on the clock
Rewind that bitch to the day we met
I'd do better, at least I'd try
You were an angel in disguise
Foolish I, I let you fly
I let you go, I let you slide
Fought my ego, blame my pride
I shoulda been tryna make you my bride, instead I was tryna feed you more lies
You're at home, I'm at the Telly turn off my phone
I ain't shit, this is what I get; Did you so wrong
Well they say hindsight is 20/20 and you don't appreciate until it's gone
And here I stand all on my own, all by myself; Here's where I belong
Just missing you, all season long
Dig for my heart and find an empty space cause you're still not home and I'm all alone

Chorus
On my losing streak, on my losing streak
Say I'm going through hell, add one more "L" to my losing streak
Say I'm going through hell, add one more "L" to my losing streak
On my losing streak, on my losing streak
Say I'm going through hell, add one more "L" to my losing streak
Say I'm going through hell, add one more "L" to my losing streak