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[intro]
Loving you is complicated (x3)
Loving you an obligation (x2)
[verse one]
Sitting looking at pictures and all this shit I gotta sort
As I sit here with nothing but my phone and a pack of new ports
The shirts off , shoes gone just wearing basketball shorts
They Nike at that , you lying at bat
, I didn't wanna hop straight in but what the fuck I got left , I can't talk to you anymore apparently you fucking deaf
I don't know where to begin or where I got left off , but it's so much weighing down I can feel my chest pop
, I fucking hate you but I can't accept it , I dealt with everything well except this
another glass of whiskey and another blunt , contemplating jumping off the rooftop for real no stunt , no offense but fuck all y'all cunts , you have needs I have wants
like I just want my fucking mama back , she busy focused on another hit or a 35 sack
I fucking hate myself believe me , all I want is my mama to fucking see me
I remember your first OD , I held it together forever , for better or worse , nowadays you better off in a hearse
I fucking hate you I hope you understand that , I fucking love you here's your contraband back
I'm so confused most the time cause most the time I'm far from here , ima start this letter off by saying dear
mama why the fuck did you have to leave me , why the fuck you had to conceive me
I rather be dead but I can't end my life , it's dark as fuck but through darkness you reach light , and to light was my sight , first night without you I don't remember , first birthday without you ? I don't November
[bridge]
LOVING YOU IS FUCKING TWISTED
LOVING YOU IS A FUCKING ADDICTION
I HATE MYSELF BECAUSE I LOVE YOU
I GOT SO GODDAMN USED
[verse two]
you , you fucking led me on don't say you didn't , after this you say I won but I look I the mirror I'm not winning , you not better than me , we all sinning
I just do mine in broad day , some do there's in the hall way , hitting licks in the stall wait
I'm a piece of shit I admit that , if it came to it could I grip the gat with a steady hand and squeeze the trigger , or look a black man in his eyes and call him a nigga , you can call me privileged but you can't call me a winner
all this shit I've fucking gone through , all for you all for you , nba game , promise ring , I ball for you I ball for you , stranded tall for you you , tall for you , fuck you
I hate you please embrace it , out memories please erase it , youre a disgrace bitch
making my depression come back all over again
only good is now I can grip the pen with a sturdy hand , i would have spent thirty grand for you thirsty ass ,
right now I bet you're fucking with multiple people , close my eyes I hope that I can't see the evil
evil all around me hope my aura awaken , after I wake up I was a little shaken
checking my mamas arms looking for track marks , I must've really thought hat shit was smart
kissing glass dick for a fast fix
hey Nicole , I remember the first nickel I ever dropped on you , scrolling through my newsfeed I should have never stopped on you
multiple times I've thought of ending my life and it's always over a bitch , either my druggie mom or my ex
it never seems to end for me , the torment carefully torturing
i out the gun to my head but I can't pull the trigger
will you do it for me , you'll hurt me but you won't put me out of the misery you caused me , guess what now you finally lost me
[bridge/outro]
VING YOU IS COMPLICATED
LOVING MYSELF IS AN OBJECT OF OBSERVATION
LOVING YOU FROM OUR DISTANT CONVERASTION
LOVING YOU LOVING YOU , FUCKING YOU , HUGGING YOU , ONE HUNDRED PROOF

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