Sick

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Semaj Sinclair & Briana LeBron

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Every night I go to bed and have those dreams
I don't know why but they always seem to tell me things
I wake up jumping out the bed
Thoughts are running through my head
I don't know what to do next, no

I want you but I know that you're just too busy with her
You say you're done with that, do you even know how much it hurts?
I think about it all the time
It seems to always cross my mind
Please tell me lord, is this a sign?

And I feel sick, to my stomach
Yeah I feel sick, no way around it
I just can't quit, no not an option
But I feel sick, can somebody stop it?

I can't do it no more, the fights, the cries, I feel so drained
I wanted this to work, but of course I'm the only one to blame
I cry at night over this
Do you think of me? I hope for it
But she's on your mind, and I feel sick

Calm down bb, it was nothing but a white lie
God damn bb, she just caught me at the right time
Last night crazy, I was geeking off a white line
I was geeking off a white
Champagne sippin, shawty glisten in the blue lights
Yes I'm trippin, sorry bb I was too high
Only happened once, okay maybe 3 or 2 times
(Gah damn, gah damn, gah damn, gah damn girl)
Bb you know I ain't like these niggas, I'm real hard to f*ck
If shawty don't got game, you know I won't give it up
I think you really mad because you know my dick is marvelous
And you don't wanna share it with these hoes because they target us
Bb I'm addicted to these hoes just like all my drugs
Bb you can check my phone, see how much I call the plug
Bb you can check my records, still ain't ever fall in love
Honestly I think the problem is that we don't f*ck enough
Honestly the problems me cause all I really do is lust
I'm sorry that I hurt you deep, I know that I broke your trust
But if you take me back, I promise I won't do that shit again
Okay bb I lied, I might try to f*ck your friends
I'm not shit, Bb girl I'm toxic
Kill me, throw me in a coffin
Leave me, stop dealing with my nonsense
I'm just an anaconda in your garden

And I feel sick, to my stomach
Yeah I feel sick, no way around it
I just can't quit, no not an option
But I feel sick, can somebody stop it?

And I feel sick, to my stomach
Yeah I feel sick, no way around it
I just can't quit, no not an option
But I feel sick, can somebody stop it?

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