[Intro]
(DJ GREN8DE)
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, that's what I want (Some love to fix me up)
Yeah, that’s what I want (Some lovin', that's for real)
Yeah, that’s what I want (Some love to help me heal)
[Chorus]
So, yeah, that's what I want
We ain't talk in a month (Month)
She ain't showin' no love (Yeah)
They sayin' that I'm stuck (Stuck)
Been fixin' it with blunts (Yeah)
But is it really fixed? (Nah)
Like, I’ve been gettin’ warnings but I still took the risk
[Verse]
Want some lovin', that’s for real
Want some lovin', that's for me
You stay stabbin' in my back, I’m so easily deceived (Oh yeah)
It's so hard to recognize when there's someone that I need
It's so hard to recognize, Plan A turns into B (Yeah)
One Perc' turns into three
There's so much I can take (There's so much, oh yeah)
I never had a say (Nah)
I couldn't find a way (Couldn't find a—)
The X turns into Xans
Front row seats at my wake
I'm runnin' outta chances and chances again
She talkin' 'bout engagement, engagement, oh nah
Words, they reach a blockage in my ear
I block them out, no, I can't hear
She know the end is comin' near
She holdin' on, she bruisin' skin
She start to talk, please, don't begin
Typin' and typin', please, don't send
(DJ GREN8DE)
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, that's what I want (Some love to fix me up)
Yeah, that’s what I want (Some lovin', that's for real)
Yeah, that’s what I want (Some love to help me heal)
[Chorus]
So, yeah, that's what I want
We ain't talk in a month (Month)
She ain't showin' no love (Yeah)
They sayin' that I'm stuck (Stuck)
Been fixin' it with blunts (Yeah)
But is it really fixed? (Nah)
Like, I’ve been gettin’ warnings but I still took the risk
[Verse]
Want some lovin', that’s for real
Want some lovin', that's for me
You stay stabbin' in my back, I’m so easily deceived (Oh yeah)
It's so hard to recognize when there's someone that I need
It's so hard to recognize, Plan A turns into B (Yeah)
One Perc' turns into three
There's so much I can take (There's so much, oh yeah)
I never had a say (Nah)
I couldn't find a way (Couldn't find a—)
The X turns into Xans
Front row seats at my wake
I'm runnin' outta chances and chances again
She talkin' 'bout engagement, engagement, oh nah
Words, they reach a blockage in my ear
I block them out, no, I can't hear
She know the end is comin' near
She holdin' on, she bruisin' skin
She start to talk, please, don't begin
Typin' and typin', please, don't send
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