Christo - Tiring Game lyrics
[Verse 1: Huey Mack] You keep saying that you hate me, we both know that's a lie Get two rums in and you hit me up Come through and you let me get inside, we just get drunk and then we fight We make a scene and we both get obnoxious Cigarette love, I want you so bad but we so f**ing toxic Girl let me take another puff, we cuss, we f**, we making up One minute i swear i had enough Next minute we quickly making love I'd hate to have all these feelings I do, but when you get them you can't run from them You used to call me 'Jesus' cuz that was always the second coming Now you run around the town, telling everyone that i got a little dick? Okay now look chick, you on some high school sh** You need to drop that schtick I really hope I get super famous, and that s** tape leaks So the only thing that you known for is f**ing me [Hook: Huey Mack] (x2) Our Love is just a tiring game I never want our thing to change Our love is just a tiring game I'll never get enough, I'll never get enough [Verse 2: Huey Mack] You don't trust me on the road Cuz I did a little dirt that you remember You say I'm f**ing around with hoe's? My homie saw your sh** on tinder, talking bout "um i just downloaded it, cuz all of my friends did." No chick, you were just looking for dick, and i get it admit it Man I swear I'm so done with you Swear i'm no longer in love with you, one day i'll be over you When i get home i'll know i'll end up f**ing you Damn I hate the truth, but i can't walk away I know that you'll be the d**h of me I hate these little games that we play, but that body shaped perfectly, and all your friends hate me Cuz you tell them i'm an a**hole Girl be careful what you ask for, you don't wanna go toe to toe I just keep telling myself that i don't care But when you not here, i'm wondering where you at and who you f**ing if i'm not there, Huey! [Hook: Huey Mack] (x2) Our Love is just a tiring game I never want our thing to change Our love is just a tiring game I'll never get enough, I'll never get enough [Verse 3: Cam Meekins] I wake up every day and check my phone She say she wanna leave me, but now she won't leave me alone Swear this touring sh** is crazy She got me out of my zone Like the press, I digress Too many beautiful women to stress sh**, i ain't upset got the Uber Nissan Be with girls now so lets swing a threesome Four mix-tapes feeling like the sh** Now the fifth one coming bout to shut this sh** down When i blow up imma change my number Got a new b**h so i change my comforter Imma need a 100 motherf**ers to shut up I'm up in Minnesota shout out to my puck s*uts And yeah, I'm into keeping it real Back of the van we Netflix and in the chill She looking down like she came from the valley I mean it politely we crush in the alley Don't compare me to the other dudes Wear a couple flannels and some f**ed up shoes Young so i feel like there's nothing to lose Me and Huey Mack bout to f** your crew [Outro: Huey Mack] (x2) Our Love is just a tiring game I never want our thing to change Our love is just a tiring game I'll never get enough, I'll never get enough