R.O.D. (Pt. I)
I
Never wanna see you again
I
Never wanna feel you again
I
Feels like it was all to begin wit
A joke to the very fuckin end
I
Never meant to hurt you back
But
You hurt me worse
So I don't understand what I need to do
But everything I'm bout to do
Put it all in words
I feel like I've been freestyling so you feel the hurt
And some of yall won't hear me
Till you hear the verse
And understand its a
Understand its a
Wait
Promise there won't be another me for a very long
But I really know it's gon be never
I gave you things
That you couldn't take care of
And now you see the truth
But you don't wanna feel it
You was supposed to be my ride or die
Oh My oh my how wrong you got a nigga feeling
Held you high had people think you walking the ceiling
And any person did you wrong I was ready to kill'em
But I soon saw
WASN"T my fault
Doing my job
Had to pack this shit up quickly
Whether you with me or against me
God watching over me
So I know I'm never empty
I drown my sorrows
In the crown or the Henny
You asked for love
And I gave you more than plenty
You had me carry your burdens
You had me carry your worries
And every time I
Told you that it wasn't many
You was supposed to be my ride or die
Oh my oh my how wrong you got a nigga feeling
A lot of pain in this bottle think I'm gonna kill it
A lot ways make a dollar turn a hunnid million
I think it's time for a chain and some diamond earrings
And no I'm not another nigga in his fucking feelings
It make it better when I auto tune and let you hear it
It make it better when I auto tune and let you hear it
We was supposed spend cash
And pop tags
Taking overnight trips with jet lag
Do you want a new car or new bag
Did you want the Bentley or Hermès
You rather me working a nine-five then be drug dealing
Bet I hit a lic and we be up nigga
And I did it for you just because nigga
And all of that was for the love of it
And I don't understand it
How you play and taking advantage
But you the one that's damaged yeah
Tryna give me reasons to act a fool
Baby act a demon
And you ain't even seen it yet
You been acting outta control
I play my roll
And you still on go
Now you keep looking for answers
From Twitter or my gram now
Look like a fan now whoa
We was supposed spend cash
And pop tags
Taking overnight trips with jet lag
Did you want a new car or new bag
Did you want the Bentley or Hermès
We was supposed spend cash
And pop tags
We was supposed spend cash
And pop tags
Did you want a new car or new bag
Did you want the Bentley or Hermès
You was supposed to be my ride or die (We was supposed spend cash And pop tags)
Oh my oh my how wrong you got a nigga feeling (Did you want a new car or new bag)
A lot of pain in this bottle think I'm gonna kill it (Taking overnight trips with jet lag)
A lot ways make a dollar turn a hunnid million (Did you want the Bentley or Hermès)
I think it's time for a chain and some diamond earrings
And no I'm not another nigga in his fucking feelings
It make it better when I auto tune and let you hear it
It make it better when I auto tune and let you hear it
You was supposed to be my ride or die
Oh my oh my how wrong you got a nigga feeling
A lot of pain in this bottle think I'm gonna kill it
A lot ways make a dollar turn a hunnid million
I think it's time for a chain and some diamond earrings
And no I'm not another nigga in his fucking feelings
It make it better when I auto tune and let you hear it
It make it better when I auto tune and let you hear it
Never wanna see you again
I
Never wanna feel you again
I
Feels like it was all to begin wit
A joke to the very fuckin end
I
Never meant to hurt you back
But
You hurt me worse
So I don't understand what I need to do
But everything I'm bout to do
Put it all in words
I feel like I've been freestyling so you feel the hurt
And some of yall won't hear me
Till you hear the verse
And understand its a
Understand its a
Wait
Promise there won't be another me for a very long
But I really know it's gon be never
I gave you things
That you couldn't take care of
And now you see the truth
But you don't wanna feel it
You was supposed to be my ride or die
Oh My oh my how wrong you got a nigga feeling
Held you high had people think you walking the ceiling
And any person did you wrong I was ready to kill'em
But I soon saw
WASN"T my fault
Doing my job
Had to pack this shit up quickly
Whether you with me or against me
God watching over me
So I know I'm never empty
I drown my sorrows
In the crown or the Henny
You asked for love
And I gave you more than plenty
You had me carry your burdens
You had me carry your worries
And every time I
Told you that it wasn't many
You was supposed to be my ride or die
Oh my oh my how wrong you got a nigga feeling
A lot of pain in this bottle think I'm gonna kill it
A lot ways make a dollar turn a hunnid million
I think it's time for a chain and some diamond earrings
And no I'm not another nigga in his fucking feelings
It make it better when I auto tune and let you hear it
It make it better when I auto tune and let you hear it
We was supposed spend cash
And pop tags
Taking overnight trips with jet lag
Do you want a new car or new bag
Did you want the Bentley or Hermès
You rather me working a nine-five then be drug dealing
Bet I hit a lic and we be up nigga
And I did it for you just because nigga
And all of that was for the love of it
And I don't understand it
How you play and taking advantage
But you the one that's damaged yeah
Tryna give me reasons to act a fool
Baby act a demon
And you ain't even seen it yet
You been acting outta control
I play my roll
And you still on go
Now you keep looking for answers
From Twitter or my gram now
Look like a fan now whoa
We was supposed spend cash
And pop tags
Taking overnight trips with jet lag
Did you want a new car or new bag
Did you want the Bentley or Hermès
We was supposed spend cash
And pop tags
We was supposed spend cash
And pop tags
Did you want a new car or new bag
Did you want the Bentley or Hermès
You was supposed to be my ride or die (We was supposed spend cash And pop tags)
Oh my oh my how wrong you got a nigga feeling (Did you want a new car or new bag)
A lot of pain in this bottle think I'm gonna kill it (Taking overnight trips with jet lag)
A lot ways make a dollar turn a hunnid million (Did you want the Bentley or Hermès)
I think it's time for a chain and some diamond earrings
And no I'm not another nigga in his fucking feelings
It make it better when I auto tune and let you hear it
It make it better when I auto tune and let you hear it
You was supposed to be my ride or die
Oh my oh my how wrong you got a nigga feeling
A lot of pain in this bottle think I'm gonna kill it
A lot ways make a dollar turn a hunnid million
I think it's time for a chain and some diamond earrings
And no I'm not another nigga in his fucking feelings
It make it better when I auto tune and let you hear it
It make it better when I auto tune and let you hear it
Credits
Writer(s): Derick Gordon
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