paroles de chanson Why - Thrill9r

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I used to care a lot, now I don't give a fuck
Wish I could blame you but I'm the one that gave you my trust
I never thought that you'd be a sniper
I dropped my guard, you shot my heart, knocked me off balance
Why you had to do that? Why you had to do that?
Why you had? Why you had? Why you had? Why you had?
Why you had to do that?
Why you had to do that? Why you had to do that?
Why? Why? Why-y-y-y-y?

I fell for you, why you had to walk over me?
But you want me to take a knee
I guess you thought I'm Kaepernick
Don't even trip, I move on quick
I give my love in advance
That's why I don't even do second chances
When you fucked up, you done lose all your credits
Wasn't easy but I kept it so basic
I couldn't see 'till a nigga got LASIK
I saw the truth, you got 2 different faces
You got me lost like I was in the Matrix
I had my doubts but I never believed
You offered sex, thought I would get addicted
Put you to sleep and I began the plot
I had to think so I jumped out the box
My niggas rolled up and told me what's up
I opened up and I told 'em the 411
Whatever I needed, I knew I can count on 'em
Get me some proof so I know it's the truth
'Cause that bitch really think I'm dumb
Yeah, I swear it's the facts

I used to care a lot, now I don't give a fuck
Wish I could blame you but I'm the one that gave you my trust
I never thought that you'd be a sniper
I dropped my guard, you shot my heart, knocked me off balance
Why you had to do that? Why you had to do that?
Why you had? Why you had? Why you had? Why you had?
Why you had to do that?
Why you had to do that? Why you had to do that?
Why? Why? Why-y-y-y-y?

Why you had to do that shit?
Why you had to do that? Bitch
Midnight dancing, I'm sipping on that yak
Midnight dancing, I'm hitting it from the back
You said that you loved me but you was running trap
You just a lil' bitch, why the fuck did I trust you?
You was so lame
Bitch, you won the championship
And got me heated, you had me confused
What the fuck just happened? What the fuck is this?
Why you had to do that? Why you had to do track?
Flipping like Simone Biles, greasing on 8th ave
You was singing like 6lack, It didn't matter that I ate that
Got me spitting on 8 tracks, bitch used to talking 'bout "Hey dad"