New N***a Me Please
We ain't been speaking but I know
You keeping tabs remember we
Used to could laugh now everything
We had the past and I still can't
Believe that what we had it didn't
Last I got to go I got to blast I'm
Through with yo trifling ass
New nigga me please
New nigga me please cause this nigga
A sleeze want me to treat him like
A king yeah he all about his
Cream he buy the finer things but I
Cannot accept yo ring cause
Everything ain't what it seems I
Swear I feel it in my gut it tell me
You a dog I need to become out of
Touch and answer not one of yo calls
If you lose me boy you lost I am a
Boss said I'm the only one you want
Put that on God yo heart you crossed
It why you lie why you just ain't
Keep it trill nigga what's the deal
I thought you was a real nigga
New nigga me please I got my heart
Ripped out my chest so now I wear
It on my sleeve fuck that nigga he a
Peon little boy I need a grown man
Not raising Dion you be lying when
I ask about bitches in yo dm
Do you really pop out to go see them
Was you with that ho over the
Weekend come to find out that's this
Nigga bm I see the pictures looking
Like they so in love damn you
Could've told me what it was you
Wasn't in love you was just in lust
Now I'm feeling like I can't trust
Why you lie why you just ain't
Keep it trill nigga what's the deal
I thought you was a real nigga
You keeping tabs remember we
Used to could laugh now everything
We had the past and I still can't
Believe that what we had it didn't
Last I got to go I got to blast I'm
Through with yo trifling ass
New nigga me please
New nigga me please cause this nigga
A sleeze want me to treat him like
A king yeah he all about his
Cream he buy the finer things but I
Cannot accept yo ring cause
Everything ain't what it seems I
Swear I feel it in my gut it tell me
You a dog I need to become out of
Touch and answer not one of yo calls
If you lose me boy you lost I am a
Boss said I'm the only one you want
Put that on God yo heart you crossed
It why you lie why you just ain't
Keep it trill nigga what's the deal
I thought you was a real nigga
New nigga me please I got my heart
Ripped out my chest so now I wear
It on my sleeve fuck that nigga he a
Peon little boy I need a grown man
Not raising Dion you be lying when
I ask about bitches in yo dm
Do you really pop out to go see them
Was you with that ho over the
Weekend come to find out that's this
Nigga bm I see the pictures looking
Like they so in love damn you
Could've told me what it was you
Wasn't in love you was just in lust
Now I'm feeling like I can't trust
Why you lie why you just ain't
Keep it trill nigga what's the deal
I thought you was a real nigga
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Writer(s): Arielle Moore
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