Evil Val (feat. OVMAR)

I know you feel some way (I know you feel some way) I know you feel some way This ain't the guy you fell in love with back in the day (Back in the day) I know you nodey feel fine (I know you nodey feel fine) But chale you be ma babe Ma choices make you mess oo (Then she no be ma type sef) Be like say Questo - then I daze Baby girl you're fed up with my lies But chale f*ck the drama This time I'm just gonna bring my fucking head down from the skies But then again you heard about our kind We never dey let up on our grind Till all the times we shared means nothing And you're scared I lost my mind She said "You're lucky I ain't ever fucking caught you sleeping with another Then I gotta wake you up with a pistol in your face, go off the deep end Yeah cos you know I fucking hate to love You're fake as f*ck" Well you also cheat but what the f*ck is love if it's scores we're keeping? I start dey see nails for the coffin We can forget about our love cos it's soft and weakened Guess this is a love game But girl I'm tired of playing We drive each other insane Well f*ck it we're all losers We're fighting this war Just to even the score But I ain't playing no more I'm walking out the door No go fit to kill myself Baby no more stressing There's no picking up the pieces There's no discussion You're so full of shit And I enabled it And this is what I get I think it's time we split You know I feel some way (You know I feel some way) You know I feel some way This ain't the girl I fell in love with back in the day (Back in the day) You know I nodey feel fine (You know I nodey feel fine) But say you never dey biz (You nodey biz) I'm tired of your finessing (I learn ma lesson) Girl ebe the stressing I dey hate Baby girl I'm fed up with your lies Then I never dey believe in no karma but you make I dey pay Girl you go do then I go cross the line But say love never dey cost a dime Wey ebe your body dey bost my mind It's all the times that we shared that's making me hate each Valentine's I said you're lucky I ain't ever fucking caught you sleeping with another Then I gotta wake you up with a pistol in your face, go off the deep end Yeah, cos you know I fucking hate to love You're fake as f*ck Well you also cheat but what the f*ck is love if it's scores we're keeping? I start dey see nails for the coffin We can get forget about our love cos it's soft and weakened Guess this is a love game But girl I'm tired of playing We drive each other insane Well f*ck it we're all losers We're fighting this war Just to even the score But I ain't playing no more I'm walking out the door No go fit to kill myself Baby no more stressing There's no picking up the pieces There's no discussion You're so full of shit And I enabled it And this is what I get I think it's time we split So yeah chale f*ck this trauma doll She make I dey hia some Tramadol This relationship's kinda dull Bitch I'm appalled how you dey see me some Dalai Lama Cos my mind dey whenever drama calls And I'm never gonna find a broad as useless as you You go fit fly abroad sef chale Make this LDR put the nails for the coffin Help me out You can bail on me Often you sell me out, but the sale's not enough Man, you let me shout, then you wail till you're coughing It's ending now It's your grave that I'm offering You let me down I'm going apeshit I'm morphing like Marco Tsw Chale why I still dey rap sef? F*ck you