damn

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
They like "who is he?"
"Bitch that's DBA, it's so clear to see"
"Goddamn, that's a kid who's got his heart attached
One too many times"
On my momma, I'm not lying
My heart breaks, my heart breaks
Shit I gotta go
You ain't gotta say it
Read the room, I already know
Please don't lie to me
Damn
Shawty, you ain't low
And if you lie to me, shit, it gets difficult
But what I know?, I'm from NYC
Shawty from the West Side
Before you say you "love her"
Better hope that you're bread right
I ain't mad, I'm disappointed
Know not to fall in love, that shit's avoided
Said she lovin' me, fuck, yeah, that's cap, shits a shortage
She gon' stab me in my back, in my heart, every organ
They like damn DBA, you think too much
You're not important
You're not important
Okay
Let me tell you how it is
And if you gotta play with me
We playin' shit like this
Sayin' that you "fuck with me"
Don't fuck with me like this
Don't treat me like no dog
Cause on my mama, I'm Mike Vick
I know I'm fuckin' with your feelings
When I'm fuckin' up my check
How you mad?
Girl, you told me all your feelings through a text
Oh my god, bitch, you buggin' and I don't really fuck with pest
Steady askin' all these questions I don't really fuck with test
(No I don't really fuck a test)
(Yeah, that shit got me fucked up, mmmm)
(Fuck)
I mean, it's crazy to me
Don't act dumb, tryna say shit to me
I know you mad, but you ain't shit to me
You think I'm mad, but I ain't do shit, believe
You think I think about it, yeah, bitch, I do
You broke my heart, let me know your next move
I don't win too many times, yeah, I lose
But this time, I don't get that type of bruise
Why you actin' fairly odd, poof?
Tryna treat me like a god, Zues?
Will I love you?, maybe soon
Always feelin' like you hate me, too
Kinda feelin' like you treat me ruthless
She a bad bitch, but she gon' lose this
Met a couple groupies, now she (choose this)
But they not you, so it's useless
(Useless)