[Intro]
Grilla on the beat, boy

[Chorus: Angel Hill]
Love me, love me
You don't really love me
Love me, love me
You don't really love me

[Post-Chorus: Angel Hill & Caskey]
I give too much trust (I give too much trust)
Never get enough back from you
This ain't what it was (This ain't what it was)
This shit always comes back to you

[Verse 1: Caskey]
Gave my heart to the game and I ain't get shit in return for it
It comes to those who want it most, you gotta yearn for it
You live, you learn and Lord knows that I done learned from it
The shit I been through, it could turn stomachs
I got scars on my body, cigars, on Bacardi
As I'm ridin' through the hills, I see stars out the 'rarri
Doin' things I said I'd never do, momma, I'm sorry
I don't bring thе entourage to the party, 'causе y'all don't really

[Chorus: Angel Hill]
Love me, love me
You don't really love me
Love me, love me
You don't really love me
[Post-Chorus: Angel Hill & Caskey]
I give too much trust (I give too much trust)
Never get enough back from you
This ain't what it was (This ain't what it was)
This shit always comes back to you

[Verse 2: Caskey]
Yeah, ayy, searchin' for love in this rap game sorta like online datin' on Tinder
If you want somethin' genuine, well that's time wasted
I put people on, never got a thing in return, they was kinda hatin'
Learned from it, now you will never hear they name brought up in a conversation
Scars from my own friends plus the people I don't know a deadly combination
Put a chip on my shoulder, I want total domination
Compilation of my life flashed before my eyes
Thought that I was near death, it was intoxicatin'
Cryptic message from my pops
'cause I only ever see him in the constellations
Contemplatin' what my life is and what life ain't
In dire need of some consolation
'cause they say I can, but my own head sayin' I can't
You ever put ten years in a dream
Still fearin' that it might tank?
And no one ever reachin' down
To give a helpin' hand from the high ranks
That's this shit, the black sheep 'cause I always felt like a misfit
The waves everyone was ridin' on, I missed it
But really I didn't miss a thing
'cause it only made me self-sufficient and more artistic
They don't love you, man, you gotta be realistic
[Chorus: Angel Hill]
You don't really love me, love me
You don't really love me
Love me, love me
You don't really love me

[Post-Chorus: Angel Hill & Caskey]
I give too much trust (I give too much trust)
Never get enough back from you
This ain't what it was (This ain't what it was)
This shit always comes back to you