we just broke up this shit is kinda new
i admit i'll still be riding through
i heard you got another nigga too
i've seen his benz that 2009 shit
plus your homegirl outchea fuckin
'cause she let all my friends hit
that's off subject i know fuck it
bring them papers keep them dutches
tell 'em haters they some busters
then i bag it like i work out in publics
got plenty girls so many girls
but some pieces of me doesn't
guess that's a players nature
guess i holla at you later
i mean really done with me?
you said you will be here counting millions with me
and i want for you to come on home
my cup is full of hennessy just me and my bentley
where i'm 'bout to go a nigga don't know
but i'm sick of playing hard
sick of fighting this war
'cause i'm losing if i'm losing you
i admit it girl i've been a fool
i'm sick of playing hard but that's something that i can't help
fucking all these broads i've disgusted with my damn self
my back you would massage i miss how your hands felt
and that's even if the band left
catch me in miami puerto rican with a dance on
talk is something sexy but i never understand her
i'm lonely mami i'm not ok
my cup is full of hennessy just me and my bentley
windows down another joint rolled
where i'm 'bout to go a nigga don't know
but i'm sick of playing hard
sick of fighting this war
'cause i'm losing if i'm losing you
i admit it girl i've been a fool
i'm so sick of frontin' like i don't miss you when you leave
and laying in bed at night you even sexy girl when you sleep
feels a little crazy lying here alone
but i'm stuck on that nigga shit
and it's that nigga shit that got me smoking
but i'm sick of playing hard
sick of fighting this war
i admit it girl i've been a fool