Lyrics Song Cry - Vado

I know the way a nigga livin' was wack
But you don't get a slapback like that, nah
Ya heard?
I know the way a nigga livin' was wack
But you don't get a slapback like that, nah

Two wrongs don't make it right but it help me sleep at night
You was out fuckin' bitches, you was creepin', right? (Huh)
Look, bae, I can tell if ya could ya would stay
Could wait and pray for the day, we in the good space
Shitface you had soon as I ask sum'
No need to look all sad, 'cause you ain't have to
Mad who? Who ya goin' with? My condolences
Small thing to a giant, he a client, I'm over it
You know how cold it get, now ya quiet, I noticed it
I try provokin' it but still, you soak in it

It's such a travesty
The way you say our love should be
Yeah, such a tragedy
Think you can just break my heart and leave me
Well, you better run
Man on the run
Playing for fun, wind me up, leave me undone

I can't see it comin' down my eyes
But I gotta make the song cry
Yeah, I see it comin' down your eyes
But that's because you wrong, ma

Huh, just my thoughts, wonder what I bought
'Member when you were shy and I asked for dry porn?
Oh, 'cause you out late, that's my fault? (Huh)
You let a nigga eat on our plate, use my fork?

Here's a few racks out the safe, some fly clothes
Keep the Cartier, but bae, I need time off
It's too many broads to concentrate
I guess you the broad that got away

It's such a travesty
The way you say our love should be
Yeah, such a tragedy
Think you can just break my heart and leave me
Yeah, you better run
Man on the run
Playing for fun, wind me up, leave me undone

All the people see deep, just me and my girlfriend
And you wasn't even my girl then
You were given away without gettin' at me
Thought he was gettin' money so you gave him a key? (Ha)

How many times you forgiven me? (How many?)
How was I to know that you try forgettin' me?
It's been years, damn, like ten years
Lot of pain and suffering, man, dripped tears
This wasn't even the plan, had big fears
Still I play cool as a fan when chicks near

I took a vanish knowin' you couldn't stand it
Thought we wouldn't manage, bought you shoes for the damage
And the price is high as a hill zone
I know you been riffin' like when you gon' get a real job?

It's such a travesty
The way you say our love should be
Yeah, such a tragedy
Think you can just break my heart and leave me
Yeah, you better run
Man on the run
Playing for fun, wind me up, leave me undone

We've talked about this a thousand times and I've explained to you
She and I are old, that is history, get it, okay
When you get it, so tell me, what is your fuckin' problem?
How am I supposed to know that? (Know what?)
That you're not still seein' her?
'Cause I just told you for the last time
Well, that's not enough dearie
Because you have not given me any reason to trust anything that you said
What are you talking about?
I'm talking about the black whore with her number on it
I'm talking about the phone calls at 5:00 a.m.
I'm talking about trying to read your mind every fucking day
You don't know a fucking shit about trust, okay? You don't
You're the one who went to New York and fucked old boy
Came back here and hung out with my boys, partyin' and shit, what is that?
You want to talk about trust?
You act like you don't even care that I went to New York
This shit is an embarrassment
Really, it is