What
Same old, same
Can't compare me
You can't compare me
Can't compare me
I am not yo ex
I am not yo ex
I am not yo ex
I am not yo ex
When I'm alone in my room
I play 2k in my draws
You come in and get to bitchin
Bout some nothing at all
I go to work and come home
Hell yeah a nigga got flaws
Hold up what's up with you tone
You still used to them dogs
Thinkin messages deleted
Cause he did that
Swearing drama get repeated
Guess you need that
Yo smile cute as f*ck
Until you second guessin
But you can't find no way around it
You in love with stressin
Don't compare me
I am not yo ex
Don't compare me
You need to heal from
Them issues
Past issues
Trust issues
You need to heal from
Past issues
Them issues
Trust issues
I am not your ex
Again with it
When that nut buzz wear off
Talk a nigga head off
How you got done raw
Can you bring peace to the table
Chill, For real
Tell me what you want in life
What's the deal, lets build
Still reading from that bitter script
Yo mind play a mean trick
Playin sheriff to my f*ckin dick
Ain't no life like this
I can't live like this
You need to heal from
Them issues
Past issues
Trust issues
You need to heal from
Past issues
Them issues
Trust issues
You need to heal from
Them issues
Past issues
Trust issues
I am not your ex
Trrriiipppp
Cuffin season over
I'ma act a rachatte ass
Ahhhahhhahhhahhhw
Cuffin season over
I'ma act a rachatte ass
Cuffin season over
I'ma act a rachatte ass
I loved you
But now it's
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
Cuffin seasons over
I'm about to show my ass
Cuffin seasons over
I'm about to show my ass
You were the bae the one
Somethin like my shining sun
F*ck good rolled my doja right
But something ain't feel quite right
Always in a nigga phone
Stressin when a nigga gone
Wish you saw you through these eyes
You would know that you won
Trust issues made you dumb
So I'll enjoy the summer sun
They'll be soakin up a nigga drip
And I'll leave you with this
I loved you
But now it's
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
Ahhhahhhahhhahhhw
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
Tr1pp - Trust Issues / I Loved You Lyrics
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English
What
Same old, same
Can't compare me
You can't compare me
Can't compare me
I am not yo ex
I am not yo ex
I am not yo ex
I am not yo ex
When I'm alone in my room
I play 2k in my draws
You come in and get to bitchin
Bout some nothing at all
I go to work and come home
Hell yeah a nigga got flaws
Hold up what's up with you tone
You still used to them dogs
Thinkin messages deleted
Cause he did that
Swearing drama get repeated
Guess you need that
Yo smile cute as f*ck
Until you second guessin
But you can't find no way around it
You in love with stressin
Don't compare me
I am not yo ex
Don't compare me
You need to heal from
Them issues
Past issues
Trust issues
You need to heal from
Past issues
Them issues
Trust issues
I am not your ex
Again with it
When that nut buzz wear off
Talk a nigga head off
How you got done raw
Can you bring peace to the table
Chill, For real
Tell me what you want in life
What's the deal, lets build
Still reading from that bitter script
Yo mind play a mean trick
Playin sheriff to my f*ckin dick
Ain't no life like this
I can't live like this
You need to heal from
Them issues
Past issues
Trust issues
You need to heal from
Past issues
Them issues
Trust issues
You need to heal from
Them issues
Past issues
Trust issues
I am not your ex
Trrriiipppp
Cuffin season over
I'ma act a rachatte ass
Ahhhahhhahhhahhhw
Cuffin season over
I'ma act a rachatte ass
Cuffin season over
I'ma act a rachatte ass
I loved you
But now it's
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
Cuffin seasons over
I'm about to show my ass
Cuffin seasons over
I'm about to show my ass
You were the bae the one
Somethin like my shining sun
F*ck good rolled my doja right
But something ain't feel quite right
Always in a nigga phone
Stressin when a nigga gone
Wish you saw you through these eyes
You would know that you won
Trust issues made you dumb
So I'll enjoy the summer sun
They'll be soakin up a nigga drip
And I'll leave you with this
I loved you
But now it's
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
Ahhhahhhahhhahhhw
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
Same old, same
Can't compare me
You can't compare me
Can't compare me
I am not yo ex
I am not yo ex
I am not yo ex
I am not yo ex
When I'm alone in my room
I play 2k in my draws
You come in and get to bitchin
Bout some nothing at all
I go to work and come home
Hell yeah a nigga got flaws
Hold up what's up with you tone
You still used to them dogs
Thinkin messages deleted
Cause he did that
Swearing drama get repeated
Guess you need that
Yo smile cute as f*ck
Until you second guessin
But you can't find no way around it
You in love with stressin
Don't compare me
I am not yo ex
Don't compare me
You need to heal from
Them issues
Past issues
Trust issues
You need to heal from
Past issues
Them issues
Trust issues
I am not your ex
Again with it
When that nut buzz wear off
Talk a nigga head off
How you got done raw
Can you bring peace to the table
Chill, For real
Tell me what you want in life
What's the deal, lets build
Still reading from that bitter script
Yo mind play a mean trick
Playin sheriff to my f*ckin dick
Ain't no life like this
I can't live like this
You need to heal from
Them issues
Past issues
Trust issues
You need to heal from
Past issues
Them issues
Trust issues
You need to heal from
Them issues
Past issues
Trust issues
I am not your ex
Trrriiipppp
Cuffin season over
I'ma act a rachatte ass
Ahhhahhhahhhahhhw
Cuffin season over
I'ma act a rachatte ass
Cuffin season over
I'ma act a rachatte ass
I loved you
But now it's
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
Cuffin seasons over
I'm about to show my ass
Cuffin seasons over
I'm about to show my ass
You were the bae the one
Somethin like my shining sun
F*ck good rolled my doja right
But something ain't feel quite right
Always in a nigga phone
Stressin when a nigga gone
Wish you saw you through these eyes
You would know that you won
Trust issues made you dumb
So I'll enjoy the summer sun
They'll be soakin up a nigga drip
And I'll leave you with this
I loved you
But now it's
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
Ahhhahhhahhhahhhw
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
F*ck you, f*ck you
Writer: Genovinci White
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