LOSE ft. Gabe the Jewel Lyrics

You got in, to my heart, break away

So hi-hi-high, I'm awake, I can fly

I cherished the love at first sight

Couldn't tell the real from the fake

Model bitch, pretty face

I pray, you help me in need

Lotta red scars, heart dripping

Tears shed, I'm appalled, what's with this?

It's known by now, we shouldn't been friends

Thought I'd could treat you better than your old man could

I had a problem, and you solved it, a drug you were

I'm not the first or last to say that this love shit hurts

Cause when it break you down, it feel like you live in a hearse

Don't give a fuck bout' no dirty hoe right now

She was the only type to stand out of the crowd

Whippin' a new Benz, I'm with the Motley Crew

And doing all of this, without you

Without you, without you

Doing shit without you

Playing all these games, I know that I'm pick and choosy

Go ahead, state your facts, still I cannot lose

Looking at your phone, looking at mine

You got a contact, but you don't got mine

I'm sorry, babe, you cheated on me

I do not care, I do not care

You got in, to my heart, break away

So hi-hi-high, I'm awake, I can fly

I cherished the love at first sight

Couldn't tell the real from the fake

Model bitch, pretty face

I pray, you help me in need

Lotta red scars, heart dripping

Tears shed, I'm appalled, what's with this?

It's known by now, we shouldn't been friends

I wear my heart on the sleeve

Love is a battlefield, fight for what you believe

Most of these hoes try the most, yeah, just to deceive

She got me hook on phonic, baby, yeah she got them degrees

Cupid ain't hit me with no arrows, he busting choppa' of them 223s

When she walked up in the room, baby, she got that summer breeze

Heart so cold, yeah, you know it's frozen

Don't play with me baby, I don't really wanna be broken

Grand Theft Auto, yeah, she took my heart and stole it

Don't get caught up in the lust, of the fake moment

Gotta protect your heart, cause they just tryna' control it

Watch out for these hoes, they moving, yeah, with motives

I stay rolling up, cause I got them battle scars

Blowing down so high, nigga, yeah I'm just going to mars

Me and John really made for this shit, call us superstars

Watch out for them bitches, gotta keep em' on the radar

You got in, to my heart, break away

So hi-hi-high, I'm awake, I can fly

I cherished the love at first sight

Couldn't tell the real from the fake

Model bitch, pretty face

I pray, you help me in need

Lotta red scars, heart dripping

Tears shed, I'm appalled, what's with this?

It's known by now, we shouldn't been friends