Us

Look at what
You did to us
Look at what
You did to us
Aye, I
I'm fine to be honest
But you
You got some fucking problems
I, I'm fine to be honest
But you
You got some fucking problems

Lately I been so stressed out
I put the bottle down
Now I'm sippin' on it
Same issues keep coming up
Got to get up and not sit on it
This one girl got me fucked up
And she 21 but she a kid homie
Startin' to learn what the difference
Is from a fake friend and a real homie

They day they place my tombstone
My ex would probably piss on it
That female holds grudges
I don't really dread on it
I'm too up front, too direct
Where's your honesty
What I thought was real
Was more fake than a fantasy
I gotta place my heart not where
It wants, but where it has to be
These hoes wanna use strategies
To turn love stories into tragedies
She must be usin' alchemy
Because I am in agony
These thoughts that I'm battling
Are causing my apathy

Look at what
You did to us
Look at what
You did to us
Aye, I
I'm fine to be honest
But you
You got some fucking problems
I, I'm fine to be honest
But you
You got some fucking problems



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Mato
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