Size 6
Now I see why you warned me you were toxic
To save me from surprise when you pull a me on me
Can't even front I still almost had lost it
Hard to swallow my pride from when you left me lonely
Shoe on the other foot now and your size 6 is squeezing
Ain't with the running around so flew you out for the weekend
I thought I found the one but it turns out I was tweaking
Now my heart is leaking since we ain't been speaking
Knew I would pay for my sins
But I thought it would be on the day when they reveal my baby's gender
Then it would happen again
And again and again, the curses of a player
I tried to keep it real, you told me I could keep it
Told you my deepest secrets, and then you beat me with it
I heard the streets was ill, Now I see how sick it gets
All of those concert tickets, was all for show
Stilletos or nike, don't matter
Huarache or Prada, it's bloody red bottoms
Hurt me soul, broke my heart, it splattered
Huarache or Prada, I'm bloody
Now I see why you warned me you were toxic
To save me from surprise when you pull a me on me
Can't even front I still almost had lost it
Hard to swallow my pride from when you left me lonely
Shoe on the other foot now and your size 6 is squeezing
Ain't with the running around so flew you out on the weekend
I thought I found the one but it turns out I was tweaking
Now my heart is leaking since we ain't been speaking
You don't typically go with a nigga like me
See your status is quo and I'm needing IV
Now my sad ass is low so I'm getting highly
Got me bumping En Vogue tell me what's it gonna be cause
I can't pretend that I ain't tell my fam about you
Now when they ask about you
I front like it was me who dubbed you
I tried to keep it real, you told me I could keep it
Told you my deepest secrets, and then you beat me with it
I heard the streets was ill, Now I see how sick it gets
All of those concert tickets, was all for show
Stilletos or nike, don't matter
Huarache or Prada, it's bloody red bottoms
Hurt me soul, broke my heart, it splattered
Huarache or Prada, I'm bloody
Now I see why you warned me you were toxic
To save me from surprise when you pull a me on me
Can't even front I still almost had lost it
Hard to swallow my pride from when you left me lonely
Shoe on the other foot now and your size 6 is squeezing
Ain't with the running around so flew you out on the weekend
I thought I found the one but it turns out I was tweaking
Now my heart is leaking since we ain't been speaking
To save me from surprise when you pull a me on me
Can't even front I still almost had lost it
Hard to swallow my pride from when you left me lonely
Shoe on the other foot now and your size 6 is squeezing
Ain't with the running around so flew you out for the weekend
I thought I found the one but it turns out I was tweaking
Now my heart is leaking since we ain't been speaking
Knew I would pay for my sins
But I thought it would be on the day when they reveal my baby's gender
Then it would happen again
And again and again, the curses of a player
I tried to keep it real, you told me I could keep it
Told you my deepest secrets, and then you beat me with it
I heard the streets was ill, Now I see how sick it gets
All of those concert tickets, was all for show
Stilletos or nike, don't matter
Huarache or Prada, it's bloody red bottoms
Hurt me soul, broke my heart, it splattered
Huarache or Prada, I'm bloody
Now I see why you warned me you were toxic
To save me from surprise when you pull a me on me
Can't even front I still almost had lost it
Hard to swallow my pride from when you left me lonely
Shoe on the other foot now and your size 6 is squeezing
Ain't with the running around so flew you out on the weekend
I thought I found the one but it turns out I was tweaking
Now my heart is leaking since we ain't been speaking
You don't typically go with a nigga like me
See your status is quo and I'm needing IV
Now my sad ass is low so I'm getting highly
Got me bumping En Vogue tell me what's it gonna be cause
I can't pretend that I ain't tell my fam about you
Now when they ask about you
I front like it was me who dubbed you
I tried to keep it real, you told me I could keep it
Told you my deepest secrets, and then you beat me with it
I heard the streets was ill, Now I see how sick it gets
All of those concert tickets, was all for show
Stilletos or nike, don't matter
Huarache or Prada, it's bloody red bottoms
Hurt me soul, broke my heart, it splattered
Huarache or Prada, I'm bloody
Now I see why you warned me you were toxic
To save me from surprise when you pull a me on me
Can't even front I still almost had lost it
Hard to swallow my pride from when you left me lonely
Shoe on the other foot now and your size 6 is squeezing
Ain't with the running around so flew you out on the weekend
I thought I found the one but it turns out I was tweaking
Now my heart is leaking since we ain't been speaking
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Writer(s): Khasim Lockhart
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