Why DON'T You LOVE me? (Explicit)-Tory Lanez

歌手 : Tory Lanez

专辑 : Sad Boi Hours (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:32

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TXT Why DON'T You LOVE me? (Explicit)-Tory Lanez 文本歌词

Why DON'T You LOVE me? (Explicit) - Tory Lanez

Lyrics by：Daystar Peterson/Charles Dumazer

Composed by：Daystar Peterson/Charles Dumazer

The game ain't based on sympathy

I'll leave it at that

C-sick

Yeah I want this s**t to bleed

Yeah Audemar wrist tat on my neck

I gotta flex s**t 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 s**t that you did just to flex

How you gon' s**t on the kid just to flex

How you gon' s**t on the

Kid when you know I used to love you

Gimme a sec

Check went to jewelers to f**k 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 s**t 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 s**t that you did just to flex

How you gon' s**t on the kid just to flex

How you gon' s**t on the kid when you know

I used to love you

I want this s**t 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

D**n I wished you loved me

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 yeah

Went to the trenches came back to a n***a

You flew away and came back to a n***a

You used to keep it so thorough

Then when you would come around

You wouldn't even dap all my n***as

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' n***as 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 n***as in the trenches

Baby you the one that held

A n***a down and I will not forget it yeah

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 f**k you let him kiss on your face

How you had him all up back in your place

Had another n***a sit in my space

Tryna give another n***a my place oh no