Why
Why you acting strange
Said I'm done with your ass but you keep showing up to my crib when you wanna fuck now
Saw you post on the gram with your man tagging me for attention
I ain't tryna find out
Contemplating all the shit you did to me that done made us split up
Thinking 'bout you contradicting all the things you said we'd do
We reach the peak, we fix
Hate your dirty lies tho
Why you never answer your phone
Why you always moody when you home
Sick and tired of this grump
Why you talking shit 'hind my back
Why you entertain lil niggaz wen they tryna hit you up
Said your last nigga did you wrong
Got me fixing up what he done
Got me paying for his fucks
Why you using him like a gun coz you keep on shooting at my heart
Got me bleeding out my love
Why you keep on going to his crib
Why you act hoe wen you pissed
Like a bottom ass bitch
Why you keep on texting all your exes passing you 'round like a trophy wen you post to be my queen
Thought I would propose give a ring
But you hoped into his whip coz it got four rings
Why you haven't left when you can
Why you keep on wasting all your time wen you running outta love
Why you breaking promises you make
Said you be the mother to my kids never let another bitch
Said we'd chase our dreams we get rich
But you fucking 'round with these kids, leave a nigga like me
Taking red pills for the blues
Asking why you giving me these bruises but you telling me to chill
PTSD got me psycho
Fucked up my life but I'm aight tho
Why you acting strange
Said I'm done with your ass but you keep showing up to my crib when you wanna fuck now
Saw you post on the gram with your man tagging me for attention
I ain't tryna find out
Contemplating all the shit you did to me that done made us split up
Thinking 'bout you contradicting all the things you said we'd do
We reach the peak, we fix
Hate your dirty lies tho
Why you never answer your phone
Why you always moody when you home
Sick and tired of this grump
Why you talking shit 'hind my back
Why you entertain lil niggaz wen they tryna hit you up
Said your last nigga did you wrong
Got me fixing up what he done
Got me paying for his fucks
Why you using him like a gun coz you keep on shooting at my heart
Got me bleeding out my love
Said I'm done with your ass but you keep showing up to my crib when you wanna fuck now
Saw you post on the gram with your man tagging me for attention
I ain't tryna find out
Contemplating all the shit you did to me that done made us split up
Thinking 'bout you contradicting all the things you said we'd do
We reach the peak, we fix
Hate your dirty lies tho
Why you never answer your phone
Why you always moody when you home
Sick and tired of this grump
Why you talking shit 'hind my back
Why you entertain lil niggaz wen they tryna hit you up
Said your last nigga did you wrong
Got me fixing up what he done
Got me paying for his fucks
Why you using him like a gun coz you keep on shooting at my heart
Got me bleeding out my love
Why you keep on going to his crib
Why you act hoe wen you pissed
Like a bottom ass bitch
Why you keep on texting all your exes passing you 'round like a trophy wen you post to be my queen
Thought I would propose give a ring
But you hoped into his whip coz it got four rings
Why you haven't left when you can
Why you keep on wasting all your time wen you running outta love
Why you breaking promises you make
Said you be the mother to my kids never let another bitch
Said we'd chase our dreams we get rich
But you fucking 'round with these kids, leave a nigga like me
Taking red pills for the blues
Asking why you giving me these bruises but you telling me to chill
PTSD got me psycho
Fucked up my life but I'm aight tho
Why you acting strange
Said I'm done with your ass but you keep showing up to my crib when you wanna fuck now
Saw you post on the gram with your man tagging me for attention
I ain't tryna find out
Contemplating all the shit you did to me that done made us split up
Thinking 'bout you contradicting all the things you said we'd do
We reach the peak, we fix
Hate your dirty lies tho
Why you never answer your phone
Why you always moody when you home
Sick and tired of this grump
Why you talking shit 'hind my back
Why you entertain lil niggaz wen they tryna hit you up
Said your last nigga did you wrong
Got me fixing up what he done
Got me paying for his fucks
Why you using him like a gun coz you keep on shooting at my heart
Got me bleeding out my love
Credits
Writer(s): Tino Ndzala
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