Toxic
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Until it ends
I'm wrong, again
We can't make amends
'Cause I went too far this time
And I put everything we had on the line
Just to show you I was mad one time
Over something so asinine
I told you I got issues
Pick a big fight when I miss you
Trippin' over bitches at your footstool
Put up with me, nigga why would you?
When so many hoes, they want you
My insecurities still haunt you
I can tell that it's changing your perception
I push you far away 'cause I'm jealous
And I'm toxic, I really can't help it
I, I, I
I know it sounds selfish, but I'm toxic I really can't help it
I, I, I
Nigga, I'm toxic
I
I'm lost for words
I caused the hurt
I just make it worse
'Cause I really fucked up this time
And I really didn't have to cross that line
And now you won't pick up the phone
Okay you win, said I'm sorry I was wrong
I told you that I'm damaged
My personality is hard to manage
I really don't wanna rip the bandage
Off the wounds of the places I've been stabbed in
Ain't enough trucks to help unpack this
Now you on twitter talkin' reckless
Fucked around and blocked my own blessings
And my self-hate just ain't helping
I'm toxic, I really can't help it
I, I, I
I know it sounds selfish, but I'm toxic I really can't help it
I, I, I
Nigga, I'm toxic
Until it ends
I'm wrong, again
We can't make amends
'Cause I went too far this time
And I put everything we had on the line
Just to show you I was mad one time
Over something so asinine
I told you I got issues
Pick a big fight when I miss you
Trippin' over bitches at your footstool
Put up with me, nigga why would you?
When so many hoes, they want you
My insecurities still haunt you
I can tell that it's changing your perception
I push you far away 'cause I'm jealous
And I'm toxic, I really can't help it
I, I, I
I know it sounds selfish, but I'm toxic I really can't help it
I, I, I
Nigga, I'm toxic
I
I'm lost for words
I caused the hurt
I just make it worse
'Cause I really fucked up this time
And I really didn't have to cross that line
And now you won't pick up the phone
Okay you win, said I'm sorry I was wrong
I told you that I'm damaged
My personality is hard to manage
I really don't wanna rip the bandage
Off the wounds of the places I've been stabbed in
Ain't enough trucks to help unpack this
Now you on twitter talkin' reckless
Fucked around and blocked my own blessings
And my self-hate just ain't helping
I'm toxic, I really can't help it
I, I, I
I know it sounds selfish, but I'm toxic I really can't help it
I, I, I
Nigga, I'm toxic
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Writer(s): Daniel Moore Jr
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