Misery (feat. Nel-Sun)

What's up? Alright, ummm... Give me about five minutes, okay? If she's flyin' out, then we ridin' out I'm right here, baby girl whatchu want, whatchu want? Back to my spot, why should we stop? We're right here, baby girl don't you front, don't you front 'Cause I know, every time we kick it I'm focused Since the kiss you been hangin' on my lips Now I gotta get a grip, I'm ghost Now this probably shouldn't be taken seriously You coulda been anywhere tonight but you're here with me It's the, H to the Izzo Put your face in the pillow You said you was only coming to my place for a little Now I got my hands in between your waist in the middle You want my face there instead, tasting your Skittles We should stay single, relations are riddled With too many rules, find a place in the middle You said, 'Don't over think it, it's times like this When we make our deep connections', as I slide right in, ugh A few more shots has me feeling courages Just popped a blue pill so I'm still in the matrix If she's flyin' out, then we ridin' out I'm right here, baby girl whatchu want, whatchu want? Back to my spot, why should we stop? We're right here, baby girl don't you front, don't you front 'Cause I know, every time we kick it I'm focused Since the kiss you been hangin' on my lips Now I gotta get a grip, I'm ghost As I open up my eyes, it's clear I'm faded Annie's got a look on her face like she's irritated "You left your phone open, I read your notes motherfucker No strings attached, then you're going ghost, motherfucker?" Bitch, you got the nerve the way you're holding me back You said you wasn't using me and it was totally that You're fuckin' miserable, the fuckin' shit you pull I should've left your fuckin' ass somewhere in the interlude This shit is cyclical... It's killin' me softly "You think you're gonna sell our love and make a million off me? You'll be back and we'll be stronger like never before" Feelin' like she might be right, as I head for the door... F*ck! Damn it, Annie... I felt like we could've been something special... We really fucked this up... Shit... Misery, misery, misery, that's what you've chosen I offered you friendship and you spat in my face