[00:00.00] 作词 : Charles Dumazer/Daystar Peterson
[00:00.04] 作曲 : Charles Dumazer/Daystar Peterson
[00:00.09][ Intro]
[00:03.30]The game ain't based on sympathy
[00:07.56]I’ll leave it at that
[00:14.76]C-Sick
[00:15.69]Yeah, I want this shit to bleed
[00:22.08][Chorus]
[00:22.71]Yeah, Audemar wrist, tat on my neck
[00:25.74]I gotta flex, shit on my ex
[00:27.72]You not my bih', you did me wrong
[00:29.70]Feel like I can’t even call you my ex
[00:31.71]I gotta flex, diamonds and checks
[00:33.75]All of the shit that you did just to flex
[00:35.61]How you gon’ shit on the kid just to flex?
[00:37.62]How you gon’ shit on the kid when you know I used to love you?
[00:41.40](Gimme a sec)
[00:43.05]Check, went to jewelers to **** a Patek
[00:45.66]Wildin’ out for respect
[00:47.01][Refrain 1]
[00:47.52]Shawty, why can’t you love me?
[00:49.20]Five bands, spending lovely
[00:51.33]Wrist cuts, get you glitz’d up
[00:53.07]Have you lookin’ like you still love me
[00:55.29]Why can’t you love me?
[00:57.30]You got somebody
[00:59.25]You cannot trust me
[00:59.70]I cannot trust me
[01:01.80][Chorus]
[01:03.27]Yeah, Audemar wrist, tat on my neck
[01:05.73]I gotta flex, shit on my ex
[01:07.71]You not my bih', you did me wrong
[01:09.66]Feel like I can’t even call you my ex
[01:11.73]I gotta flex, diamonds and checks
[01:13.74]All of the shit that you did just to flex
[01:15.63]How you gon’ shit on the kid just to flex?
[01:17.64]How you gon’ shit on the kid when you know I used to love you?
[01:21.00]I want this shit to bleed
[01:26.70]Yeah, count the baguettes, I need to flex
[01:29.73]Need to do something to shift all the stress, yeah
[01:32.07]'Cause I can’t make you love, and I can’t make you love me
[01:37.35][Bridge ]
[01:37.89]Damn, I wished you loved me
[01:39.72]Damn, I wished you loved me
[01:41.70]Wasn’t it so lovely? Wasn’t it so lovely?
[01:45.69]When you used to love me?
[01:47.73]And do you still love me?
[01:49.47]Why can’t you love?
[01:51.18][Refrain 2]
[01:51.48]Why don’t you love me?
[01:55.41]Why don’t you love me?
[01:59.31]Why don’t you love me?
[02:03.36]Why don’t you love, yeah
[02:06.54][Verse 1]
[02:07.65]Went to the trenches, came back to a nigga
[02:09.69]You flew away and came back to a nigga
[02:11.70]You used to keep it so thorough, then when you would come around you wouldn’t even dap all my niggas
[02:15.72]I loved myself when I was in the trap
[02:17.73]I loved myself when I was in the trenches
[02:19.77]I love my love for people when I used to see 'em walk beside me sleeping on them benches
[02:23.61]But one day you saw me and you held me down
[02:25.71]Kept it real and shawty you held it down
[02:27.66]Wasn’t nothin’ niggas could tell me now
[02:29.61]Wasn’t nothin’ that I couldn’t sell out
[02:31.65]I just had to get the money and get it
[02:33.69]Got the product, stack it, flip it and split it
[02:35.79]With my niggas in the trenches
[02:37.11]Baby, you the one that held a nigga down and I will not forget it, yeah
[02:40.35][Refrain 3]
[02:42.09]You loved, you loved me
[02:45.96]You loved, you loved me
[02:49.92]You loved, you loved me
[02:55.17][Verse 2]
[02:55.80]Back to my ways, I’m going back to my ways
[02:58.29]Audemar, Patek, the face
[02:59.73]I can’t go back to your place
[03:01.26]It bring me back to the days
[03:02.70]Back in the day
[03:03.69]How the **** you let him kiss on your face?
[03:05.73]How you had him all up back in your place?
[03:07.62]Had another nigga sit in my space
[03:09.69]Tryna give another nigga my place, oh no
[03:12.24][Outro]
[03:24.93]No, no, no, no, no
[03:28.56]Lil' bitch

作词 : Charles Dumazer/Daystar Peterson
作曲 : Charles Dumazer/Daystar Peterson
The game ain't based on sympathy
I’ll leave it at that
C-Sick
Yeah, I want this shit to bleed
Yeah, Audemar wrist, tat on my neck
I gotta flex, shit on my ex
You not my bih', you did me wrong
Feel like I can’t even call you my ex
I gotta flex, diamonds and checks
All of the shit that you did just to flex
How you gon’ shit on the kid just to flex?
How you gon’ shit on the kid when you know I used to love you?
(Gimme a sec)
Check, went to jewelers to **** a Patek
Wildin’ out for respect
Shawty, why can’t you love me?
Five bands, spending lovely
Wrist cuts, get you glitz’d up
Have you lookin’ like you still love me
Why can’t you love me?
You got somebody
You cannot trust me
I cannot trust me
Yeah, Audemar wrist, tat on my neck
I gotta flex, shit on my ex
You not my bih', you did me wrong
Feel like I can’t even call you my ex
I gotta flex, diamonds and checks
All of the shit that you did just to flex
How you gon’ shit on the kid just to flex?
How you gon’ shit on the kid when you know I used to love you?
I want this shit to bleed
Yeah, count the baguettes, I need to flex
Need to do something to shift all the stress, yeah
'Cause I can’t make you love, and I can’t make you love me
Damn, I wished you loved me
Damn, I wished you loved me
Wasn’t it so lovely? Wasn’t it so lovely?
When you used to love me?
And do you still love me?
Why can’t you love?
Why don’t you love me?
Why don’t you love me?
Why don’t you love me?
Why don’t you love, yeah
Went to the trenches, came back to a nigga
You flew away and came back to a nigga
You used to keep it so thorough, then when you would come around you wouldn’t even dap all my niggas
I loved myself when I was in the trap
I loved myself when I was in the trenches
I love my love for people when I used to see 'em walk beside me sleeping on them benches
But one day you saw me and you held me down
Kept it real and shawty you held it down
Wasn’t nothin’ niggas could tell me now
Wasn’t nothin’ that I couldn’t sell out
I just had to get the money and get it
Got the product, stack it, flip it and split it
With my niggas in the trenches
Baby, you the one that held a nigga down and I will not forget it, yeah
You loved, you loved me
You loved, you loved me
You loved, you loved me
Back to my ways, I’m going back to my ways
Audemar, Patek, the face
I can’t go back to your place
It bring me back to the days
Back in the day
How the **** you let him kiss on your face?
How you had him all up back in your place?
Had another nigga sit in my space
Tryna give another nigga my place, oh no
No, no, no, no, no
Lil' bitch