[Intro]
...I'm suffering bad 'cause I just miss my hoes
A girl for the side, a girl for the lows, a girl for the highs
A girl for the mind, a bad church girl, I could pay her tithes
A girl from the Chi', she know—
[Refrain]
Wish I met that bitch in my next, next life 'cause I would've been ready for her
I'm really a cheating ass, lil' ass boy, I tweaked, now she got me begging for her
Momma told me, "Don't simp for no ho," keep my feels on the low
Gave this ho my soul, murder she wrote
Somebody, pass me a rope
[Chorus]
I know she here for the one timе, fun time, good time, she ain't gon' stay for a long timе
She know I'm still tryna learn how to love with class, shot me down like Columbine
Now, I gotta blame myself for this L, I should have listened to bro
How do I tell my girl I'm suffering bad 'cause I just miss my hoes?
A girl for the side, a girl for the lows, a girl for the highs
A girl for the mind, a bad church girl, I could pay her tithes
A girl from the Chi', she know how to hold me down when I'm fried
I don't gotta tell her shit, she already know how to match my vibe
[Verse 1]
Goddamn, she give me that feeling
Goddamn, I don't know how to feel, I be using these hoes for sexual healing
Why she treat me like villain?
Play my cards right, I'm dealing
You can trust me if you willing
And if you ain't tryna love me so, you can leave me 'lone, I'm high, just chilling
...I'm suffering bad 'cause I just miss my hoes
A girl for the side, a girl for the lows, a girl for the highs
A girl for the mind, a bad church girl, I could pay her tithes
A girl from the Chi', she know—
[Refrain]
Wish I met that bitch in my next, next life 'cause I would've been ready for her
I'm really a cheating ass, lil' ass boy, I tweaked, now she got me begging for her
Momma told me, "Don't simp for no ho," keep my feels on the low
Gave this ho my soul, murder she wrote
Somebody, pass me a rope
[Chorus]
I know she here for the one timе, fun time, good time, she ain't gon' stay for a long timе
She know I'm still tryna learn how to love with class, shot me down like Columbine
Now, I gotta blame myself for this L, I should have listened to bro
How do I tell my girl I'm suffering bad 'cause I just miss my hoes?
A girl for the side, a girl for the lows, a girl for the highs
A girl for the mind, a bad church girl, I could pay her tithes
A girl from the Chi', she know how to hold me down when I'm fried
I don't gotta tell her shit, she already know how to match my vibe
[Verse 1]
Goddamn, she give me that feeling
Goddamn, I don't know how to feel, I be using these hoes for sexual healing
Why she treat me like villain?
Play my cards right, I'm dealing
You can trust me if you willing
And if you ain't tryna love me so, you can leave me 'lone, I'm high, just chilling
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