Lyrics Conflicted - Ling Hussle

I′ll be the first put it out in the open
You broke my heart, baby my heart is broken
Three months we ain't speak shit is just hopeless
Pour me up a glass this is how I′m coping
You always say I do too much
And I think you don't do enough
Always wanna be right that pride gon kill ya
Let go of the mask I wanna see the real ya
Four years of love how you move so savage
Can't handle your ways yeah I can′t manage
I′m hurting but it kinda feels like a blessing
I didn't get the phonecall so now I got the message

None of these niggas better than you
Trusting my gut with shit I can′t prove
Why you gotta lose me why you gotta lose
I just wanna move forward but I can't move
Even at our worse I still want you
Not sure what that means but dreams come true
How could you lose me I was such a blessing
You didn′t get the phone call so now I sent the message