Nbl Average - Courtside

I can't feel the love
Stuck on me like leaches on my dick
Tell me what's enough
Cause every time in quotes I make you sick
But you ain't throwing up
Heard you cap a lot I'm bout to show you up
Breaking ties I don't want it
Courtside chillin' with a bitch I been fuckin'
Lord my ex shoulda seen this shit comin'
Bust out bout a hundred
Step food into Phipps with Hella bread come out with nothin'
Losing I been abusing my heart still
If she insane but not enough then how should I feel
Watching what I say everything is out of line still
Just give me brain where it's due
Keep your mouth sealed
Hoe is you dumb
I'd do whatever for you shit you've never done
I cant see a damn mother fucker who was real
But if you wanna act like you the best I ever loved
Close enough
I don't know what she on
Money talks for me so I don't speak at all
Didn't see it comin' but she comin' on
Watch out for that bitch you might fall in love
What the FUCK
Breaking ties I don't want it
Courtside chillin' with a bitch I been fuckin'
Lord my ex shoulda seen this shit comin'
Bust out bout a hundred
Step food into Phipps with Hella bread come out with nothin'
(step foot into Phipps with Hella bread come out with nothin')

Written by:
Harrison Pugh

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