Lean On You

Rollin' in my own car Fuck a passanger seat Rollin' on the dashboard Fuck being discreet Rollin' on the floor laughin' But it ain't at your feet But I kinda wish that, it were your feet Sike, I really wish that it were your feet And I ain't in a car, passin' on some concrete Sike, I ain't doin' that I'm sobbin' in your laundry While my cousins are all mobbin' in some palm trees They say I deserve better I wrote you a love letter Lipstick, and sealed it with a kiss When I need you most, it's a hit or miss So I tape the letter up and then I ball it in my fist Up down up down High low high low Why so resentful bout shit from years ago? Where'd my tears go? Fuckin' up my mental Got a bitch hopin that she gonna go parental Sike that's the old me I'm better off alone Love's losing game I'd rather stay at home 'Cept it's really not Please pick up the phone Damn you got me feelin' like a dog and you're the bone Tryna be like, "oh well" Ya fuckin' blew it When we got back together I shoulda knew it That just don't feel that way I misconstrue it When I'm dreamin', I'm believin' I had a gift from your semen I can't lean on you [10x]