Текст песни My Letter To You 2 - Tt17

TT17, they don't see your vision!
I used to look into her eyes and I love what I see
Now I hate what I see
Tearin' off a piece of me
You know I had to leave, cuz of how she treated me
And I'm sorry to my ex, but my feelings rest in peace
But you still sing all of my songs
I been writin' 'bout our past, how you tried to do me wrong
It shouldn't be forced for me to have to fall in love
I should wanna fall in love
Gave me rain without a dove
Said it all started with a kiss in the front seat?
And then it's into the back seat
You said that you love me in the back seat
I bet that you still cryin' over that seat
Say I wanna leave
Say I wanna go
I broke it off fast, and you became a hoe
I bet your new man don't make you touch your toes
Yeah

Cuz he won't treat you as good as I did
Make you fall asleep, baby, closin' your eyelids
I called you so pretty, never need you a stylist
And now I got rage on the words that I'm writin'!
I know that you love him, so just tell him that
Dating in the end, went to hell and back
I know that you love him, so just tell him that
Dating in the end cost me seven racks

They don't see my vision, I got me a logo
I know you still lookin' at our photos
Life's been amazing when I'm solo
I saw your new man, he so-so
Life as an artist moves slow-mo
I loved you, now you gotta go, tho
Santa gave your parents a real hoe hoe
And no, no, I don't have FOMO
Talkin' on my name was a low blow
Supporting what I'm doing was a no show
Joe told me you gotta go go
I'm always gonna listen to my bro bro
Now, females hit my line, like "Oh, hey"
I say "I gotta grind", they say "Okay"
And you say you a player so go play
Yeah

Cuz he won't treat you as good as I did
Make you fall asleep, baby, closin' your eyelids
I called you so pretty, never need you a stylist
And now I got rage on the words that I'm writin'!
I know that you love him, so just tell him that
Dating in the end, went to hell and back
I know that you love him, so just tell him that
So, if you love him so much, tell him that!

Cuz he won't treat you as good as I did
Make you fall asleep, baby, closin' your eyelids
I called you so pretty, never need you a stylist
And now I got rage on the words that I'm writin'!
I know that you love him, so just tell him that
Dating in the end, went to hell and back
I know that you love him, so just tell him that
Dating in the end cost me seven racks