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I just wanna know
What happened to our love?
We used to be best friends
Where did it go wrong?
When you gonna see
How good it is with me?
I'm tired and I'm through with all your
Where did it go wrong?
Shit, pride a baby
That made you - after I lied and said I wanted a family, maybe
Yeah, I was wrong, but I did us both a favor
'Cause you got him and I'm with her, playin' this shit the safest
Bitch, you know that ain't like me
I used to wanna fade your daddy just 'cause that nigga ain't like me
I don't even got much time left, but I'm rappin' 'bout how it might be
Shit foolish, ain't it?
Tryin' not to lose you, ain't it? Ayy, ayy
After you fucked my lil' homie and told me nothin' happened
Had me gaslit while that fuck nigga was dirty mackin'
Used to think you ain't have it in
You, now I'm puttin' nothin' past ya
Ask me, I never had you
See you out, I walk past you, bitch
Can't spend no block on me, I upped and moved and blocked your phone
It's fuck you and that text, "Free Yak
" Bitch, you need to let that go, bitch
Charge it to the game, you lost your nigga, I lost my ho
Don't ask where you went wrong, you know, nigga
Shit, pride a baby
That made you - after I lied and said I wanted a family, maybe
Yeah, I was wrong, but I did us both a favor
'Cause you got him and I'm with her, playin' this shit the safest
Bitch, you know that ain't like me
I used to wanna fade your daddy just 'cause that nigga ain't like me
I don't even got much time left, but I'm rappin' 'bout how it might be
Shit foolish, ain't it? (Ayy)
Tryin' not to lose you, ain't it? (Ayy, ayy)
Go up, you don't even get it, nigga
Hold up, I'm tryna see my sisters grow up
I'm really tryna be here for someone, nigga
No love, nigga, no love, nigga (Ayy, ayy)
If you wasn't here these last twelve years
I ain't got remorse for no one, nigga
No happy ending for 'em, nigga
Ain't got no wisdom for you, bitch
Make a toast to all my loved ones
Pour a syrup for how I thug 'em
Send a prayer for all them dumb ones
That try to really love you, nigga
Tell 'em, "Check your bag, it's rubbers in that purse you bought 'em"
Shit, pride a baby
That made you - after I lied and said I wanted a family, maybe
Yeah, I was wrong, but I did us both a favor
'Cause you got him and I'm with her, playin' this shit the safest
Bitch, you know that ain't like me
I used to wanna fade your daddy just 'cause that nigga ain't like me
I don't even got much time left, but I'm rappin' 'bout how it might be
Shit foolish, ain't it?
Tryin' not to lose you, ain't it? Ayy, ayy



Autor(en): Richard Burrell, Giovanni Stravato Copyright: Beatstars Publishing Worldwide



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