Love Bullet - Yo Trane

So wasted

Just sippin' some Rum

Chillin' with a bad chick, huh

Got plans for the night

We staying up yeah

Got bands so I’m throwing money up yeah

Living life doing what I want

Buying nice things I ain’t gon' front

Now niggas acting like they know me

Lot of groupies saying that they love me

But they don’t care

Nothing compares

To you baby, you so special and it’s not fair

Every little thing remind me of you, I swear

I can’t get you out of my mind as hard as I try

I’m overseas, I’m poppin' bottles

I shouldn’t be thinking about us

Got hella bitches in my section, yeah

The DJ keep playing the same song

We drinking like there’s no tomorrow

Shit I just wanna drown my sorrow

Now I know why they said they’re breaking up

It’s so hard to do

Love’s like a bullet I can feel it in my chest

It hurts every time I’m reminiscing the past

Partying making memories and fake friends

Smoking to forget almost the real thing

Love’s like a bullet I got hit right in the chest

And it hurts so bad I’m trynna let it go

I spend the night out in the city with my crew, yeah, yeah

I wish I could lie in my bed next to you, you, you

I’m losing sleep and I just get faded

You invaded my thoughts

Baby you still hitting

Corners on my mind

You printed on my heart like a tattoo

You know that true, I’m attached to you

Everyday I’m buying new shit

I’m getting addicted to the bullshit

But life is dark without you in it

Got a bitch from London, she ain’t you, ain’t it

She can’t love me like you do, ain’t it

But she’s pretty and so sweet

She let me fuck she ain’t salty about you, no, no

I’m overseas, I’m poppin' bottles

I shouldn’t be thinking about us

Got hella bitches in my section, yeah

The DJ keep playing the same song

We drinking like there’s no tomorrow

Shit I just wanna drown my sorrow

Now I know why they said they’re breaking up

It’s so hard to do

Love’s like a bullet I can feel it in my chest

It hurts every time I’m reminiscing the past

Partying making memories and fake friends

Smoking to forget almost the real thing

Love’s like a bullet I got hit right in the chest

And it hurts so bad I’m trynna let it go