Bad Side

Just the other day we had a normal conversation
Now we fighting and he telling me he hates me
Telling me I'm nothing
I just want to love him
Hate it when we fighting and cursing all in the driveway
Now we ain't been talking from Sunday Monday to Friday
I think I should hit you
But talking is not an option
Talking is not an option

Goddamn, I'm missing your phone calls
Your body up under mine
When it's cold as the wintertime
You treated me wrong, and I treated you foul
But I ain't gon' try to act like I'm over you now
Talking to myself, want to know just how you felt
Are you lonely while I'm gone
Or did you meet somebody else?
Is she taking care of you?
Can't believe we're really through
If you're ever feeling lonely
Then you know just what to do

Blow me up
(Oh now, baby)
Blow me up
(ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh)

You been on my bad side
But I ain't gon' act like
I don't want you here with me
You get on my last nerve
But I ain't gon' say a word
'Cause I want you here with me (Baby)
You been on my bad side
But I ain't gon' act like
I don't want you here with me
You get on my last nerve
But I ain't gon' say a word
'Cause I want you here with me (Baby)
Blow me up
Blow me up

Just the other day you was saying this was forever
Now you out here searching
And looking for someone better
Tryna make it even, uh
Giving me that silent treatment
Now I'm having questions
I'm thinking, why wouldn't you answer?
I want to know what's up but it's probably too much to handle
I think I should hit you
But talking is not an option no more

Goddamn, I'm missing your FaceTime
Your body up under mine
When you holding me while I grind
You treated me bad and I treated you wild
But I'm not gon' try to act like I'm over you now
Talking to myself I don't know what else to say
Me and you was super tight
And now it's like we night and day
Is she taking care of things?
Do you call her by my name?
If you ever need somebody
Yeah, my number's still the same

Blow me up
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Blow me up
Yeah, yeah

You been on my bad side
But I ain't gon' act like
I don't want you here with me
You get on my last nerve
But I ain't gon' say a word
'Cause I want you here with me (Baby)
You been on my bad side
But I ain't gon' act like
I don't want you here with me
You get on my last nerve
But I ain't gon' say a word
'Cause I want you here with me (Baby)

DeShawn
DeShawn, I been callin' you
You ain't been at home in motherfuckin' four days, G
I'm at home with your motherfuckin' baby
You act like you ain't got no motherfuckin' family
Like this shit for real?
This what we do?

You foul as fuck
If them bitches mean that much
Don't come to my motherfuckin' house
Don't come at all
Like why the fuck do I have to leave two fucking messages
On your motherfucking phone like I'm some regular ass bitch?
Like you don't know what the fuck it is?
Stop fucking playing with me
Call me the fuck back
Or I'ma let you know what the fuck it is
All I'm saying, if I don't hear from your motherfuckin' ass
Nigga, fuck you
Fuck you, DeShawn, fuck you
I shouldn't have to be blowing up your motherfuckin' phone



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