Intro / I'm Sorry

9, 3.9, 3
I know about you and you know about me
Take you onna trip out to LA for a week
Niggas try to fuck and talk, and say that shit is deep
3 days later, now they got yo ass on read

Yeah i meant read, know the fuck what i said
Wonder if you the type to ever give a nigga head
Wonder if you the type to ever kissnfuck instead
Guess i'll never know until we hit it in the bed

Tell me bout ya problems and i'll tell ya bout mine
I just wanna tell you that you more than a dime
Mind like California and your words are a rhyme
You best thing that came from man-kind
Wish i had more to tell ya more than a line
Wish i had more to tell ya more than a line
Wish i had some more to tell ya more than a line, yeah

Tell me why know your waiting
For someone
Who couldnt give a fuck about you
And you can give a fuck about
I know that your down and
He's been gone
And you can give a fuck about him
Say he can give a fuck about you

I know that your down and
And i can see you go way back
Back to the first time
That loving all just had that

I know that he loves you, your heart hurt and mine does too
But maybe thing just made it out, it's for the best just wait out

I wrote this cause i'm down about the news you just told me
13' was a good year now i'm glad that you know me

When i was down and out, y'all would pick me up and hold me
Now the tables turned and bridges burn, so i got to do on my piece

Tell me why know your waiting
For someone
Who couldnt give a fuck about you
And you can give a fuck about
I know that your down and
He's been gone
And you can give a fuck about him
Say he can give a fuck about you

Hold up wait...
It's broke now so pick it up, your lovely and I love it how you made it up to be a love

Love hurts and love loss, what's worst?
When love cost you everything you had now
It's gone and out just leave it now

I been through the worst shit, I been through this hurt shit
Calling people to help me out, to get over this one bitch

Posted up in the 2012, I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep
With that shit, phoning on my friends
I had none just me and me

Sat alone
Was alone
Broken hearted
Without a home
New faces
New places
Just let me outta my fucking dorm

I'm better now, got back
Cliqued up now get that
This the home, met a love
Now you next, i'll pick you up

Tell me why know your waiting
For someone
Who couldnt give a fuck about you
And you can give a fuck about
I know that your down and
He's been gone
And you can give a fuck about him
Say he can give a fuck about you



Credits
Writer(s): Jimmy Of The Saints, Jimmy De Los Santos
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