TiRon, Schoolboy Q - Love Me Not lyrics
Schoolboy Q [Quincy Matthew Hanley] Wiesbaden, West Germany/South Central LA, CA, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[TiRon, Schoolboy Q - Love Me Not lyrics]
Yo yo Yo
She love me she love me not
She love me not
She love me, she love me not but God
Knows I fucking want her
She love me, she love me not
I swear my heart need her, don't it
She's playing with my emotions
She don't Know where I'm going
She don't know where I'm headed, with a sky
Could look down on Heaven
More drive than transmissions
She was my ambition she was my whole motive
The reason I'm still going
The reason I'm in the lab
Spilling my fucking feelings
Telling you how I feel
You should see how I'm living
By the way, I'm fucking
Winning, yeah hear me, i'm fucking winning
Versace vintage lenses
Black and brown Fendi stitching
Baby I run the world
Need someone to share it with
But your love was counterfeit
Nigga had to get over it
And then I got over you
Could've been something special
But you didn't want us too
And now you're calling, the thought of you
It makes me uncomfortable
Shit what I was s'posed to do?
Shit I'm moving on
A nigga had to put you in my song
She love me, she love me not she love me not
She love me, she love me not she love me not
When she love me, I'm on the road
When I'm low, she back a ho
When she love me, I'm on the road
When I'm low, she back a ho
She love me, she love me not
I swear that I fucking need it
Even my homies see that I
Have trouble gasp breathing
Maybe 'cause she taking my breath
Away, never play her, i wouldn't
Got Hathaway out my apple playing whenever
I look at her photo uh-Oh, here I go again
Pretending she more than the Mona Lisa
Need to calm it down
And I know she piece, 'cause damn I
Want a piece, at least a taste, shit
I'll even tame the beast and
Paint poetry between the sheets and no
We ain't together yet and maybe
I'm jumping the gun uhummida hummida hummida
Momma you fine
And love what you could've been
But you ain't answer my number enough
And if anything I gave you chances, romance
But I never planned that
You played me and shit
I'm so glad I didn't end up with you
And stuck with you, fucked up with you
And it sucks we can't get comfortable
In public when you drunk
Slurring ain't gone cut it
Shit what I'm supposed to do? I'm over you
Yeah I'm moving on
That's why I put you in this song
She love me she love me not
She love me not
She love me, she love me not but God
Knows I fucking want her
She love me, she love me not
I swear my heart need her, don't it
She's playing with my emotions
She don't Know where I'm going
She don't know where I'm headed, with a sky
Could look down on Heaven
More drive than transmissions
She was my ambition she was my whole motive
The reason I'm still going
The reason I'm in the lab
Spilling my fucking feelings
Telling you how I feel
You should see how I'm living
By the way, I'm fucking
Winning, yeah hear me, i'm fucking winning
Versace vintage lenses
Black and brown Fendi stitching
Baby I run the world
Need someone to share it with
But your love was counterfeit
Nigga had to get over it
And then I got over you
Could've been something special
But you didn't want us too
And now you're calling, the thought of you
It makes me uncomfortable
Shit what I was s'posed to do?
Shit I'm moving on
A nigga had to put you in my song
She love me, she love me not she love me not
She love me, she love me not she love me not
When she love me, I'm on the road
When I'm low, she back a ho
When she love me, I'm on the road
When I'm low, she back a ho
She love me, she love me not
I swear that I fucking need it
Even my homies see that I
Have trouble gasp breathing
Maybe 'cause she taking my breath
Away, never play her, i wouldn't
Got Hathaway out my apple playing whenever
I look at her photo uh-Oh, here I go again
Pretending she more than the Mona Lisa
Need to calm it down
And I know she piece, 'cause damn I
Want a piece, at least a taste, shit
I'll even tame the beast and
Paint poetry between the sheets and no
We ain't together yet and maybe
I'm jumping the gun uhummida hummida hummida
Momma you fine
And love what you could've been
But you ain't answer my number enough
And if anything I gave you chances, romance
But I never planned that
You played me and shit
I'm so glad I didn't end up with you
And stuck with you, fucked up with you
And it sucks we can't get comfortable
In public when you drunk
Slurring ain't gone cut it
Shit what I'm supposed to do? I'm over you
Yeah I'm moving on
That's why I put you in this song