Lost Angel (No 2nd Verse)

Hardest Thing (Prod. Midi Mafi

Follow [Prod. Underdogs]

Day Away [Prod. Brain Kennedy]

Lonny Breaux - Overload [Prod Midi Mafia]

14 - Go Up [Prod JR Hutson]

Called you her, lost you both, what the fuck…
One mistake, but you still can’t get enough.
Called you her, now you gone, I’m stuck,
Two bad bitches, but I still self-destruct.

Valentino bag sittin’ next to the bed,
I said the wrong name when I kissed your neck.
You froze up quick, eyes cut me deep,
Storm in the room, but I still ain’t speak.

She text my phone while you watch me smile,
I played too slick, now I’m outta style.
You both walked out, heels click in sync,
Left me in smoke with a spilled pink drink.

Called you her, lost you both, what the fuck…
One mistake, but you still can’t get enough.
Called you her, now you gone, I’m stuck,
Two bad bitches, but I still self-destruct.

Saint Laurent sheets, but the bed feel cold,
Two empty spaces where the fire used to glow.
I chase the thrill, but the thrill run dry,
Now it’s me and my lies in a Versace night.

I thought I had game, thought I played it right,
But the truth slipped out in the heat last night.
Now they both ghosts, and I sip my pain,
Still toxic enough to do it all again.

Called you her, lost you both, what the fuck… (lost you both)
One mistake, but you still can’t get enough. (you can’t get enough)
Called you her, now you gone, I’m stuck…
Two bad bitches, but I still self-destruct.

Hardest Thing (Prod. Midi Mafi

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