[Chorus: Alex Isley]
I'm sitting here writing again 'bout you
Do almost anything to forget 'bout you
You probably think I'm no good without you
You're halfway right
You're halfway right, halfway right
[Verse 1: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]
Yeah, yeah
I think I might duck off and disappear, uh
'Cause you done got way too comfortable with me here, uh
Shit, if you see that I'm growing, don't interfere, uh
But losing you in the process is what I fear
I know it's weird
I do you bad, I'm a dude who don't know no better, uh
You do it once, then in my eyes, you'll be a ho forever
I took the bandage off my past and all my cuts done turned to scabs
Empty handed 'cause on God, I gave you everything I had
Man, she tell me how she tired of shit
If you gon' throw it in my face, nigga, don't buy me shit
Your power trips gon' make me trip and I ain't tryna trip
I swear your mind is sick
You say you trying, shit
Nigga, you lying
Do me bad with your bros and you think it's normal, uh
I do it once, I'm a ho who ain't got no morals, uh
Swear you been pressing me this whole week
Got no heat and no warmth, now I got cold feet
Like, lowkey, I wanna know who set the bar for us
When the jukebox don't never play no song for us
Our head big and this apartment way too small for us, uh
It wasn't supposed to be this hard for us, uh