My Zen
You ain't shit at lying, Mmm oh my god
I'd expect more from a veteran, but a glass hubris makes shattered plans
Its funny how you're crying, a victimized facade
Been preying on my benefits, til I'm questioning who I am
Guess that's why you moved in so fast
Guess that's why you came and didn't ask
We're not friends, you're just the Ross-type
Used to play lacrosse type
Moved to LA, got lost in the sauce type
You were sweet then got sour
Wish you were gone away
You say we're soulmates
Ha ha ha you're on a roll, mate
Told you cheating'd be the last thing you do to me
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Only one that feels sorry for you is your ass, and the cash that you spent on me
You're not getting that shit back
Even though I make twice your wage selling grass- legally now
I sleep peacefully now, I learned recently how not to let all these men
Fuck with my zen or my head, or con their way into my bed
Keep throwing wrenches and red flags, repenting, it's too, it's too bad
That I remembered who the fuck I am, before you ruined that bitch, I'll be damned
Or loosen a single screw in that bitch, when I built her with my own hands
Guess that's why I moved on so fast
From the beginning knew it wouldn't last
We were the fling type
Not the diamond ring type
Cause you were such a talk, but never think type
No ones using you to catfish on Tinder
Google you, there's no fucking picture
The blessing, it was yours truly
But still you tried fool me
And that's the last thing you'll do to me
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
I'd expect more from a veteran, but a glass hubris makes shattered plans
Its funny how you're crying, a victimized facade
Been preying on my benefits, til I'm questioning who I am
Guess that's why you moved in so fast
Guess that's why you came and didn't ask
We're not friends, you're just the Ross-type
Used to play lacrosse type
Moved to LA, got lost in the sauce type
You were sweet then got sour
Wish you were gone away
You say we're soulmates
Ha ha ha you're on a roll, mate
Told you cheating'd be the last thing you do to me
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Only one that feels sorry for you is your ass, and the cash that you spent on me
You're not getting that shit back
Even though I make twice your wage selling grass- legally now
I sleep peacefully now, I learned recently how not to let all these men
Fuck with my zen or my head, or con their way into my bed
Keep throwing wrenches and red flags, repenting, it's too, it's too bad
That I remembered who the fuck I am, before you ruined that bitch, I'll be damned
Or loosen a single screw in that bitch, when I built her with my own hands
Guess that's why I moved on so fast
From the beginning knew it wouldn't last
We were the fling type
Not the diamond ring type
Cause you were such a talk, but never think type
No ones using you to catfish on Tinder
Google you, there's no fucking picture
The blessing, it was yours truly
But still you tried fool me
And that's the last thing you'll do to me
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
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Writer(s): Delaney Silvernell
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