[Hook 1: Kenny Siegel]
I hate this chick that I love so much
You make me sick but I love your touch
Complain and shit but I love your strut
I can't just quit you I would go nuts
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[Verse 1: Kenny Siegel]
And I'm, and I'm glad that you need me
But I'm, but I'm sad that you need me so damn much
And never will she leave me, she love hard and she'll never take it easy, fo' damn what
Well let a n***a open a text without you pokin' your neck
Without you groping your breast, wrappin' your whip over your neck
Thinkin' to you an honest person poses a threat, then comes emotional sex
Or you rely on emotion, and I dive in your ocean
But you stroke it the best, and we let go of the rest
And if we both'll still rest, I get her ??? to some mess
We don't get along and I stress, I don't wanna go through the stress
And so I'm out this bitch, I'm sick of goin' in on her
She'll have to get over it, cuz I can do
Without this bitch, then I'm right back under her
Again wonderin' why I stomach her
Oh yeah, cuz I don't wanna hurt
There's a million women, but only one of her
And I was never one to ignore a woman's worth
That's why my clear reasons to leave, become a blur
Yeah, what do you do when you try every direction and none's left
And you ain't headed in the right one
Standin' and fussin' but fuck it, I'mma light one
It'll be aight once night comes
[Hook 2: Kenny Siegel]
Say I'mma shake that bitch, I hate that bitch
Then she make me love her and I hate that shit
I be like fuck that ho, I'mma cut that ho
She down for whatever and I love that though
I can't tell you why I should stay exactly
Or tell you why I should go exactly
One thing that I do know exactly
Is that I'm happily so unhappy
She got me fallin' hopin' that no one catch me
She got me caught up hopin' she don't unhand me
I can't tell you why I should stay exactly
Or tell you why I should go exactly
One thing that I do know exactly
Is that I'm happily so unhappy

[Verse 2: Julius Luciano]
She be throwin' fits, I be throwin' shit
Here we go again, fightin' on some broken shit
Yeah my ultimate focus and goal is get us to the next chapter on some Oprah shit
I'm over this, yeah she over this, I mean really who the fuck wanna argue
But lemme not front like it's all you
We both start shit, when we mad that's our cue
I hate bickerin' I know she do it great
Blame Twitter but it's only you and me
Shit talkin' leads to anguish
But shit talkin' is a language we both speak fluently
Tryin' to get my mind right
Tryin' to get my guap right
I'm just lookin' for my time in the spotlight
She told me she goin' stop trippin' off my life
When she look back on our issues in hindsight
I fall for it cuz the feelin' that she feel for me
We forever flip from it, kinda feels phony
Frequently fussin' and fightin'
But the fussin' and fightin' turns to freakin' and fuckin'
Kinda feels funny
I'm so laissez-faire but this weight that I carry on my back ain't fair
But it's nothing that my psycho ??? can't bare
If I ain't crazy, my n***a I'm half way there
[Hook 2: Kenny Siegel]

[Hook 1: Kenny Siegel]