Tragic (feat. Bel V)

Just when I thought things were going right
They always seem to turn out left (hey)
Just when I thought that she was into me
She had to go and leave me on read (hey)
I already know that when she hit my phone
I'm always gon' listen and forget (hey)
And my friends telling me that she was no good
So fuck I'll play myself instead

My timings tragic
Ain't no other girl cuz you're the baddest
And you're the only reason for this madness
An expensive type of lifestyle is a habit, babe
I'm out of practice
From playing all these games I'm tired of that shit
And the smell of your perfume all on my jacket
Is driving me insane I guess I'll manage, babe

Heyy yeah
Just when I thought we was in love
And he would do right by me
(Hey)
And just when I thought you done playing games
And then you go back to the streets (hey)
So now you wanna blow up my phone (phone)
Show up at my home (home)
And once again waste my time (ohh)

And you must be confused
You think that I'm yours
But understand that I'm mine
(So what u saying?)
I'm mine
Stop playing with my mind
Time to leave you behind
On my own I feel fine
Ohh

I thought you were the one
Mama said they go as quick as they come
Testing my patience told you I'm done
This man got me so fucked up

My timings tragic
Ain't no other girl cuz you're the baddest
And you're the only reason for this madness
An expensive type of lifestyle is a habit, babe
I'm out of practice
From playing all your games I'm tired of that shit
And the smell of your perfume all on my jacket
Is driving me insane I guess I'll manage, babe

Forever falling into the unknown
What can I say this is the life I chose
I know she waiting just to hit my phone
If so I'll leave and never let her go
It's all I need and then I want some more

Girl of my dreams I never wished for
All Of this
All of this type of shit
It's really toxic and
You givin' me reasons to feel a way again
Leaving me with nothing left to say again
And maybe we can try and find our way again
And I don't really need this boy I can't pretend
Noo

I thought you was the one
Mama said they go as quick as they come
Testing my patience told you I'm done
This man got me so fucked up

My timings tragic
Ain't no other girl cuz you're the baddest
And you're the only reason for this madness
An expensive type of lifestyle is a habit, babe
I'm out of practice
From playing all your games I'm tired of that shit
And the smell of your perfume all on my jacket
Is driving me insane I guess I'll manage, babe



Credits
Writer(s): Cleido Kussumua
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