Letter To My Ex
(Uhh uhh)
(Uhh huh)
(Uhh uhh)
Man I'm really sorry for the pain I put you through
No we ain't together still ain't shit I wouldn't do
Try to find a better man, hopefully he'll better you
I just know I ain't that man with the pain I put you through
Loving me aint easy, you know it's true
I was on some bull brought a gun up in the booth
You said stop moving wild 'cause you ain't bulletproof
I don't wanna' do the things my brain be telling me to do
God damn fuck it I feel crazy
And shit I might be
Still got me blushing from the day you said you liked me
Buy you all the Prada, that shit really just a light fee
And I'm really sorry when I lied and said you wifey, unlikely
Know you love to hike
Watch where you stepping
Snakes in the grass gotta watch who you repping
Let a nigga hurt you imma' beat his ass like Tekken
Two fists the weapon
Cut 'em up in sections
Know there ain't no shortage of people who wanna' kill on me
Do a drill on me
Why I keep the steel on me
Can't really blame 'em I was in the street with felons
Should've seen your worth, but I was blind like Helen
Keeping it a buck, I'm sorry that I did you wrong
Therapy, would've written you a different song
Smoke in my lungs, got depression pack the fucking bong
Ever hurt your ex, pipe the fuck up sing this fucking song
And it's fuck all ya friends, me and treeshes never got along
Man I miss your body, would've loved to see you in a thong
Gun to my head, and you know I ain't gon' make it long
Always causing pain, never meant to ever do you wrong
Man I'm really sorry for the pain I put you through
No we ain't together still ain't shit I wouldn't do
Try to find a better man, hopefully he'll better you
I just know I ain't that man with the pain I put you through
Loving me ain't easy, you know that's true
I was on some bull brought a gun up in the booth
You said stop moving wild 'cause you ain't bulletproof
I don't want to do the things my brain be telling me to do
God damn fuck it I feel crazy
And shit I might be
Still got me blushing from the day you said you liked me
Buy you all the Prada, that shit really just a light fee
And I'm really sorry when I lied and said you wifey, unlikely
(Uhh uhh)
(Uhh huh)
(Uhh uhh)
(Uhh huh)
(Uhh uhh)
Man I'm really sorry for the pain I put you through
No we ain't together still ain't shit I wouldn't do
Try to find a better man, hopefully he'll better you
I just know I ain't that man with the pain I put you through
Loving me aint easy, you know it's true
I was on some bull brought a gun up in the booth
You said stop moving wild 'cause you ain't bulletproof
I don't wanna' do the things my brain be telling me to do
God damn fuck it I feel crazy
And shit I might be
Still got me blushing from the day you said you liked me
Buy you all the Prada, that shit really just a light fee
And I'm really sorry when I lied and said you wifey, unlikely
Know you love to hike
Watch where you stepping
Snakes in the grass gotta watch who you repping
Let a nigga hurt you imma' beat his ass like Tekken
Two fists the weapon
Cut 'em up in sections
Know there ain't no shortage of people who wanna' kill on me
Do a drill on me
Why I keep the steel on me
Can't really blame 'em I was in the street with felons
Should've seen your worth, but I was blind like Helen
Keeping it a buck, I'm sorry that I did you wrong
Therapy, would've written you a different song
Smoke in my lungs, got depression pack the fucking bong
Ever hurt your ex, pipe the fuck up sing this fucking song
And it's fuck all ya friends, me and treeshes never got along
Man I miss your body, would've loved to see you in a thong
Gun to my head, and you know I ain't gon' make it long
Always causing pain, never meant to ever do you wrong
Man I'm really sorry for the pain I put you through
No we ain't together still ain't shit I wouldn't do
Try to find a better man, hopefully he'll better you
I just know I ain't that man with the pain I put you through
Loving me ain't easy, you know that's true
I was on some bull brought a gun up in the booth
You said stop moving wild 'cause you ain't bulletproof
I don't want to do the things my brain be telling me to do
God damn fuck it I feel crazy
And shit I might be
Still got me blushing from the day you said you liked me
Buy you all the Prada, that shit really just a light fee
And I'm really sorry when I lied and said you wifey, unlikely
(Uhh uhh)
(Uhh huh)
(Uhh uhh)
Credits
Writer(s): Thery Camilus
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