"I Miss You" lyrics

"I Miss You"
(feat. Rotimi)

[Ralo:]
At night

I just want to tell you that I miss you
And I just want tell you that I need you
You used to be bae
You went the other way
I hope you ain't okay
I think about you every day
I hope you doing bad with me
So you can't live without me
Can't pay them bills without me
I wonder how you feel about me
I'm gone

I spend my lifetime looking for a better bitch
Since you been gone, I been fiending for you ever since
You know I miss that pussy
You know I miss that head
You're the love of my life, without you I'm dead
Why you do me like that
I believed what you said
Said that you would never leave
But you leave me for dead
When I'm asleep in the bed
I used to breathe on your head
Them niggas need you, but I need you instead

And I just want to tell you that I miss you
I just want to tell you that I need you
I just want to tell you that I miss you
And I just want to tell you that I need you
You know I need that pussy in my bed at night
You know I need that pussy and that head at night
You know I need that pussy in my bed at night
You know I need that pussy and that head at night

[Rotimi:]
You know I need that pussy on the regular
Go to war about it
What a nigga got, I'm telling ya
Half these other women, they not even on your caliber
When you coming back?
Just let me know, I'll mark it on the calendar
You know you never, ever, ever
Find somebody that treat you better, better, better
Or get that pussy wetter, girl
You know that shit in my mind
Even when we not together
We like birds of a feather
Yeah, we ride through any weather
I miss you when I think about that feeling
I miss how we be fucking and be chilling
Can't see no other niggas around my children
We been through our differences
Just know that

[Ralo:]
And I just want to tell you that I miss you
I just want to tell you that I need you
I just want to tell you that I miss you
And I just want to tell you that I need you
You know I need that pussy in my bed at night
You know I need that pussy and that head at night
You know I need that pussy in my bed at night
You know I need that pussy and that head at night

All these tears that I cry
You hurt me so bad
That I still wonder why (oh why)
I hope we still work it out
And if we don't work, I hope they kill her now (why)
'Cause I don't want to live without you
No, I don't want to be without you baby
No, I don't want to sleep without you
No, I cannot eat without you
No, I cannot be without you
See, I ain't too gangster to tell you I'm a sucker for you (no)
And I ain't too gangster to tell you that I fucking love you
See, I ain't too gangster to tell you I'm a sucker for you (no)
And I ain't too gangster to tell you that I fucking love you

And I just want to tell you that I miss you
I just want to tell you that I need you
I just want to tell you that I miss you
And I just want to tell you that I need you
You know I need that pussy in my bed at night
You know I need that pussy and that head at night
You know I need that pussy in my bed at night
You know I need that pussy and that head at night
And I just want to tell you that I miss you
I just want to tell you that I need you
I just want to tell you that I miss you
And I just want to tell you that I need you


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