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I said forever was an option, but you let it go
Now I'm sittin' in my room, writin' in my notes
Of what we could've been
Girl, I'm goin' ghost
You sat and lied up to my face
I had to let you go
I hope your new nigga goes ahead and treats you good
And I don't know how to love, I grew up in the hood
They think I'm chattin' when I say I'm misunderstood
They're lookin' at my story, and they think I'm good
But I'm really stressing
Thinkin' bout so much, my mind really my lethal weapon
You be stuck up in my thoughts, so please go get to steppin'
He want problems, so we blowin' shit up, Armageddon
Used to hit my phone late night, Said I got a question
I text you back straight away
I'm askin', what's your question
You ask me what I want, and I told the truth
I ain't never know the truth ain't mean nothin' to you

I'm feelin' better, and I'm up now With a new girl up on my phone, I said, wassup now?
She know she fancy
I used to hate my 9 to 5, but shout out to Miss Nancy
I do this shit for myself, I don't need no fuckin' grammy
I do this shit for my ma, my pops, and my fuckin' granny
I love em all to death
And to the niggas that be hatin', I'ma just say thank you
I really wanna make it out for the niggas who hate me

She call me baby, but her words don't match her actions
Yeah, I peep it lately
I been goin' through my feelings on the fuckin' daily
And I really love my brothers
Hope they livin' safely
She likes to party on a Friday, that hoe think she Katy
I could never treat you bad, cause my mama raised me
Treat me like your man, I'll treat you like my lady
If he talk, I'm throwin' bullets like I'm Tom Brady
If he talk, I'm throwin' bullets like I'm

I said forever was an option, but you let it go
Now I'm sittin' in my room, writin' in my notes
Of what we could've been
Girl, I'm goin' ghost
You sat and lied up to my face
I had to let you go
I hope your new nigga goes ahead and treats you good
And I don't know how to love, I grew up in the hood
They think I'm chattin' when I say I'm misunderstood
They're lookin' at my story, and they think I'm good
But I'm really stressing
Thinkin' bout so much, my mind really my lethal weapon
You be stuck up in my thoughts, so please go get to steppin'
He want problems, so we blowin' shit up, Armageddon
Used to hit my phone late night, Said I got a question
I text you back straight away
I'm askin', what's your question
You ask me what I want, and I told the truth
I ain't never know the truth ain't mean nothin' to you

I'm feelin' better, and I'm up now With a new girl up on my phone, I said, wassup now?
She know she fancy
I used to hate my 9 to 5, but shout out to Miss Nancy
I do this shit for myself, I don't need no fuckin' grammy
I do this shit for my ma, my pops, and my fuckin' granny
I love em all to death
And to the niggas that be hatin', I'ma just say thank you
I really wanna make it out for the niggas who hate me

She call me baby, but her words don't match her actions
Yeah, I peep it lately
I been goin' through my feelings on the fuckin' daily
And I really love my brothers
Hope they livin' safely
She likes to party on a Friday, that hoe think she Katy
I could never treat you bad, cause my mama raised me
Treat me like your man, I'll treat you like my lady
If he talk, I'm throwin' bullets like I'm Tom Brady
If he talk, I'm throwin' bullets like I'm