Burning Ears
Ooh
Keep my name up out your mouth
That's not what I'm about
We didn't play when we were in it
No games, now we're out
I thought there was respect, no
That's through the window, out
Had to stop myself
From breaking windows in the house, yeah
Wow, I'm astounded
You used to act so grounded
And you're faced with many options
But you always choose the wrong one
And you'd rather be surrounded
By yes men, bare best friends
You give time investments
To people with no interеst
Now you're another nigga's mistress
You'vе been kicked off my wish list
I did that shit with quickness
I did that shit with speed
What you need is to plead guilty
You have sinned with your speech
How dare you talk against me?
Wasted promises and ill-thought lies
You've gone back on every word, and I
Tried to keep all these words up out my head
Need to get these words up off my chest
Keep my name up out your mouth
That's not what I'm about
We didn't play when we were in it
No games, now we're out (Yeah)
I thought there was respect, no
That's through the window, out (Yeah)
Had to stop myself
From breaking windows in the house, yeah
Wow, I'm astounded
You used to act so grounded
And you're faced with many options
But you always choose the wrong one
And you'd rather be surrounded
By yes men, bare best friends
You give time investments
To people with no interest
Um, I don't like the fact
That you still say my name (I used to be your best one)
And now apparently I'm a lame
But really, you're the dickhead
This for the little ones
Keep my name up out your mouth
That's not what I'm about
We didn't play when we were in it
No games, now we're out
I thought there was respect, no
That's through the window, out
Had to stop myself
From breaking windows in the house, yeah
Wow, I'm astounded
You used to act so grounded
And you're faced with many options
But you always choose the wrong one
And you'd rather be surrounded
By yes men, bare best friends
You give time investments
To people with no interеst
Now you're another nigga's mistress
You'vе been kicked off my wish list
I did that shit with quickness
I did that shit with speed
What you need is to plead guilty
You have sinned with your speech
How dare you talk against me?
Wasted promises and ill-thought lies
You've gone back on every word, and I
Tried to keep all these words up out my head
Need to get these words up off my chest
Keep my name up out your mouth
That's not what I'm about
We didn't play when we were in it
No games, now we're out (Yeah)
I thought there was respect, no
That's through the window, out (Yeah)
Had to stop myself
From breaking windows in the house, yeah
Wow, I'm astounded
You used to act so grounded
And you're faced with many options
But you always choose the wrong one
And you'd rather be surrounded
By yes men, bare best friends
You give time investments
To people with no interest
Um, I don't like the fact
That you still say my name (I used to be your best one)
And now apparently I'm a lame
But really, you're the dickhead
This for the little ones
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Writer(s): Benjamin Saint Fort, Maximilian Ephson-clarke
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