Lied to You (10 Reasons Why)
Ya you damn right I lied to you, fuck you gonna do 'bout it
I know y'all said she too good for me ya I knew 'bout it
Like who the fuck you think I am
Fairytale magic carpet Aladdin I've had it
I broke up with you for many reasons
Want me to name one?
You asked me loaded questions so that I couldn't say none
I feel like you got more out of it than me, ain't that fun
But I still wanted you to tie your hair up in a bun
But aside from that I tried to act like a good boyfriend
I thought that if I held on longer, shit would clear up
Ya, all it took were your calls that night for me to press send
We argued and shit, how the fuck you gonna call that love
Let's go for a second
You said with the right motivation you could kill
Bitch your weak ass can't even fight you need to chill
Lowkey that made me feel like time was standing still
My thoughts trying to keep up cause you're mentally ill
Let's go for a third
(Let's go for a third)
(Oh)
(Let's go for a third)
Let's go for a third
Your bitch ass always wanted to be heard
You calling me late at night like you ain't sure
I didn't really wanna talk but calls you prefered
It wasn't cause you were bored, it's cause your parents hurt
And for a fourth
Your ideas tended to go north
I tried to get out of shit cause oh my lord
You tried to do some weird shit I ain't that type of guy
So I had to make some shit up, you know I can lie
How are we on five
You mentioned that you almost died
That's some emo shit man I can't believe you tried
That's attempted suicide
And y'all still want to say you prefer her heart over mine
And we on six
I guess our personalities don't mix
You acted like a ride or die but I know you ain't bitch
You clingy as fuck, but not the good type of shit
Do you really think it's cute to use your hand to hit
(Stop playing)
(There is like ten of these or something)
(One two three four five six seven eight nine ten)
(There's ten of these what)
(Ok well we are on to seven)
Onto seven
I know ain't going to heaven
But you were crazy, in another dimension
Strict ass parents we couldn't get away with shit
But why the fuck you holding back so much
Why can't we take the risk
We on eight
We can't even go on a date
Shit was all at our house I couldn't even stay late
I'm not even sure if I should make a move thats what I hate
It's like you confined yourself behind your own gate
So close we on nine
Sometimes you really cross the line
You lucky your a girl because I would let that shit slide
I had my doubts near the end I wont deny
I could see you weren't saying everything, what did you hide
The last of these 10
I will not try to make amends
When I said this shit is over I meant what I said
I could see the all fakes, I know who ain't my friend
Don't think this is my last drop, cause this ain't the end
I know y'all said she too good for me ya I knew 'bout it
Like who the fuck you think I am
Fairytale magic carpet Aladdin I've had it
I broke up with you for many reasons
Want me to name one?
You asked me loaded questions so that I couldn't say none
I feel like you got more out of it than me, ain't that fun
But I still wanted you to tie your hair up in a bun
But aside from that I tried to act like a good boyfriend
I thought that if I held on longer, shit would clear up
Ya, all it took were your calls that night for me to press send
We argued and shit, how the fuck you gonna call that love
Let's go for a second
You said with the right motivation you could kill
Bitch your weak ass can't even fight you need to chill
Lowkey that made me feel like time was standing still
My thoughts trying to keep up cause you're mentally ill
Let's go for a third
(Let's go for a third)
(Oh)
(Let's go for a third)
Let's go for a third
Your bitch ass always wanted to be heard
You calling me late at night like you ain't sure
I didn't really wanna talk but calls you prefered
It wasn't cause you were bored, it's cause your parents hurt
And for a fourth
Your ideas tended to go north
I tried to get out of shit cause oh my lord
You tried to do some weird shit I ain't that type of guy
So I had to make some shit up, you know I can lie
How are we on five
You mentioned that you almost died
That's some emo shit man I can't believe you tried
That's attempted suicide
And y'all still want to say you prefer her heart over mine
And we on six
I guess our personalities don't mix
You acted like a ride or die but I know you ain't bitch
You clingy as fuck, but not the good type of shit
Do you really think it's cute to use your hand to hit
(Stop playing)
(There is like ten of these or something)
(One two three four five six seven eight nine ten)
(There's ten of these what)
(Ok well we are on to seven)
Onto seven
I know ain't going to heaven
But you were crazy, in another dimension
Strict ass parents we couldn't get away with shit
But why the fuck you holding back so much
Why can't we take the risk
We on eight
We can't even go on a date
Shit was all at our house I couldn't even stay late
I'm not even sure if I should make a move thats what I hate
It's like you confined yourself behind your own gate
So close we on nine
Sometimes you really cross the line
You lucky your a girl because I would let that shit slide
I had my doubts near the end I wont deny
I could see you weren't saying everything, what did you hide
The last of these 10
I will not try to make amends
When I said this shit is over I meant what I said
I could see the all fakes, I know who ain't my friend
Don't think this is my last drop, cause this ain't the end
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