Nate (feat. Tron Pyre)

I burn a bridge an send a boat and get mad when you don't get on it
This pimping a never change I learnt the ropes an always flaunt it
You going hit my phone regardless
Hol up
Lemme rewind and get them up to speed at where our troubles really started
Caramel skin thick lil bundle of bad news
Perfect hair devil lips with those eyes that sway a room
You knew I knew I about you
Talking all confused like you ain't know I'm bout to make you the luckiest in the room
My name rolling off the tongue after weeks of games in the sheets finally
But relationships for me were kinda untimely
At least I told the truth
You got a boyfriend too
Cause I mean look at you
Do you own a mirror
I don't think I've said this clearer
Make yourself useful when all your make up clear up
Spose to be a threat instead you outchea posting pictures
Rooftop parties with empty bottles and gossip niggas
At least your face perfect
At least you taste perfect
Or at least you did
I got a show with my bros you said you coming quick
I start to laugh and call you back and ask what car you in
Your friend took snaps you probably in
Your boyfriend showed in all the pics
But only God forgives

This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved

This verse for you who think you pimping
You playing a losing game against some street made women
Lemme run you a scenario to help your ass get it
Cause you barely doing damage homie listen
Let my words run
You going piss ya girl off
She going call her hoe friends
Then go to the club wearing her single for the nightdress
Next day you going phone her cause last night you thought her phone dead
She going tell you while hungover we'll talk later it's still morning
You'll tell her your sorry
She'll tell you it's okay
You'll agree to disagree for acting on your own way
Next time you go get her from her friends they laugh with eyes
Because she woke up to your message in bed with another guy
Must be booboo the fool McDonald the goofy up in this bitch
And her birthday was last month and you prolly got her a gift
While somebody packaged her ribs
Probably get PTSD when her phone probably blinks
Boy it's who you think it is
I seen your hoodies in her crib
To each his own
At least I know I don't get played by no bitch
I played the game and set the rules centre stage is the trick
My girls respect me and business and I love em for that shit

This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved
This how I feel about the woman I loved