Sympathy (Feat. Domani)

Girl, I've been needing some sympathy
The streets ain't no friend to me
I admit I've been outside way too long
All ain't fair in love and war
Two shots need a couple more
And I might tell the DJ to our play a song (DJ, play our song)
And I, I admit I miss the times I drive you crazy
And I, and I hope that you don't take this the wrong way
But you something like my favorite

Yeah, when you coming home, she like when you coming home
Wake up, I check my phone, I gotta leave these clubs alone
Miss when you in the zone
Pull up, you got nothin' on
Tell these hoes leave me alone
Think I need her knee alone

But I'm in this booth, all I think about is you, babe
And they want your spot, tryna tell 'em that it's too late
Spend every dime how we rockin', I got blue faces
I'm in love with you

And I hope that you don't take this the wrong way
But I'm tryna see that thing from the back
And I'm tryna make some things change
Please double back
I'm just tryna give you everything

Girl, I've been needing some sympathy
The streets ain't no friend to me
And then I've been outside way too long
All ain't fair in love and war
Two shots need a couple more
And I might tell the DJ to our play a song (DJ, play our song)
And I, I admit I miss the times I drive you crazy
And I, and I hope that you don't take this the wrong way
But you something like my favorite

Something like my (goddamn), something like my (oh, shit)
Something like the reason I curse outside of these songs here
You know I'm expressive, I won't waste it on the wrong shit
But I feel you worth it, so how about we do some grown shit

Go ahead, ask me who I'm talking to
How many hoes be texting me
And watch me say some shit like
Baby, no one if you next to me
And watch you think that's just another line I say to every freak
And watch us fall out every week
Fuss fight, rinse with pee

A double shot of dime for me
A French 7-5 for her
And watch her brain air-tabbed me
She know who her daddy be
We just goin' through the motions
Turbulence done brought us closer
But to keep it real, I wanna feel

Girl, I've been needing some sympathy
The streets ain't no friend to me
I admit I've been outside way too long
All ain't fair in love and war
Two shots need a couple more
And I might tell the DJ to our play a song (DJ, play our song)
And I, I admit I miss the times I drive you crazy
And I, and I hope that you don't take this the wrong way
But you something like my favorite (yeah)