Made It Worse
So don't call this number anymore
Cause I won't be there for you like I was before
I should have listened to my friends, they always know best
They said you were just alike for the rest
I'm singing loud in case you already know
Pack up your shit and go
Every time she was in LA, she was with her ex-boyfriend
Whenever I call, she tell me, oh baby, I'm working
You ain't know I was out there first
Shopping trying to copy the new Cartier purse
Probably never thought I would spot you, but I did
Saw you in the whip, saw homie in the whip, it hurt
Plus you had on that new shit I bought you
Thought you left it at the crib, but you didn't
You let him see it first
Picked up my phone, called you watched you
send me to voicemail
That's what made it worse
That's what made it worse
I love you, I hate you
Really, I don't, but I can't date you no more
lied this whole time, can't take it no more
You had my heart, it's not the case no more
But really bitch, you silly bitch
I just flew in town from Philly, bitch
What I see is not what I expected
You just signed an innocent nigga's death wish
After I just bought you this necklace, bitch
You a reckless bitch
I'm walking out the diner after breakfast
Seen him give you a pet kiss
I'm still jet-lagged, but the wrist and the neck lit
I brought the hammer with me
You about to get his whole Lexus hit
Flipped the whole vehicle
And we done now, bitch
Ain't no more me and you
I don't know what I seen in you
The mama's boy in me is what had me believing you
But the beast inside you ignited is what's gonna have him grieving you
Ah, ah
Every time she was in L.A
She was with her ex-boyfriend
Every time she was in L.A
She was with her ex-boyfriend
Whenever I call, she told me Aw, baby, I'm working
You ain't know I was out there
First, shoppin'
Tryna copy the new Cartier purse
Probably never thought I would spot you
But I did, Saw you in the whip
Saw homie in the whip It hurt
Plus you had on that new shit I bought you
Thought you left it at the crib
But you didn't You let them see it first
Picked up my phone Called you
Watched you send me to voicemail
That's what made it worse
Cause I won't be there for you like I was before
I should have listened to my friends, they always know best
They said you were just alike for the rest
I'm singing loud in case you already know
Pack up your shit and go
Every time she was in LA, she was with her ex-boyfriend
Whenever I call, she tell me, oh baby, I'm working
You ain't know I was out there first
Shopping trying to copy the new Cartier purse
Probably never thought I would spot you, but I did
Saw you in the whip, saw homie in the whip, it hurt
Plus you had on that new shit I bought you
Thought you left it at the crib, but you didn't
You let him see it first
Picked up my phone, called you watched you
send me to voicemail
That's what made it worse
That's what made it worse
I love you, I hate you
Really, I don't, but I can't date you no more
lied this whole time, can't take it no more
You had my heart, it's not the case no more
But really bitch, you silly bitch
I just flew in town from Philly, bitch
What I see is not what I expected
You just signed an innocent nigga's death wish
After I just bought you this necklace, bitch
You a reckless bitch
I'm walking out the diner after breakfast
Seen him give you a pet kiss
I'm still jet-lagged, but the wrist and the neck lit
I brought the hammer with me
You about to get his whole Lexus hit
Flipped the whole vehicle
And we done now, bitch
Ain't no more me and you
I don't know what I seen in you
The mama's boy in me is what had me believing you
But the beast inside you ignited is what's gonna have him grieving you
Ah, ah
Every time she was in L.A
She was with her ex-boyfriend
Every time she was in L.A
She was with her ex-boyfriend
Whenever I call, she told me Aw, baby, I'm working
You ain't know I was out there
First, shoppin'
Tryna copy the new Cartier purse
Probably never thought I would spot you
But I did, Saw you in the whip
Saw homie in the whip It hurt
Plus you had on that new shit I bought you
Thought you left it at the crib
But you didn't You let them see it first
Picked up my phone Called you
Watched you send me to voicemail
That's what made it worse
Credits
Writer(s): Ean Defoor
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