Haunted
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
You see I heard so many things growing up
No you cannot trust your friends
Why you keep looking for love
You see the shit that people say will have you stuck
But I never gave a fuck
I'm too busy rolling up
I'm only strong because I have to be
But I'm ready for my soft girl era
Nigga get your ass up off of me
If you won't pay for dinner then you cancelled
You niggas be broke these days
Don't know what kind of animal your momma raised
You niggas be broke these days
Broke spirited, yeah
I had friends who said they love me
You kids don't know nothing bout love
What you do for me?
Can't call yourself real when the love was fake
No, no, no, no
Guess how I know how to spot a narcissist
Tryna buy me flowers so I'll be his again
Can't believe I kept on coming to his house
I wanted him so bad, could've called me water mouth
We sure learn a lot from all the dumb shit we do
And I'm just hoping that I never see his face
Cause ain't no telling what I just might do
I told him that I fucking hate you
Feels like I'm underwater
Don't wanna be like my mother
Yeah it haunts me
(I fucking hate you)
oh yeah, it haunts me
Now I'm going crazy
I'm still holding on like you're heaven's key
You know you look better when you're next to me
Sometimes I wonder if I'm the problem
No, fuck that cause I am nobody's option
This the shit that I be thinking to myself, I'm just thinking to myself
I'm smarter than they think
Why they hate on me when they probably going to Hell
Going through hell, oh
I need to change for the better
Put my worship coat on for this rainy weather
Promise don't nobody know you better
Promise don't nobody know you better than my God
You can say what you want
And believe what you want
But I'm just trying to save you
Walk away from the lust
You can learn how to trust
Jesus is the one who can fix you
You're not too broken for him
Or too perfect for him
Give it to God
Just give it to God
Just give it to God
Oh yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
You see I heard so many things growing up
No you cannot trust your friends
Why you keep looking for love
You see the shit that people say will have you stuck
But I never gave a fuck
I'm too busy rolling up
I'm only strong because I have to be
But I'm ready for my soft girl era
Nigga get your ass up off of me
If you won't pay for dinner then you cancelled
You niggas be broke these days
Don't know what kind of animal your momma raised
You niggas be broke these days
Broke spirited, yeah
I had friends who said they love me
You kids don't know nothing bout love
What you do for me?
Can't call yourself real when the love was fake
No, no, no, no
Guess how I know how to spot a narcissist
Tryna buy me flowers so I'll be his again
Can't believe I kept on coming to his house
I wanted him so bad, could've called me water mouth
We sure learn a lot from all the dumb shit we do
And I'm just hoping that I never see his face
Cause ain't no telling what I just might do
I told him that I fucking hate you
Feels like I'm underwater
Don't wanna be like my mother
Yeah it haunts me
(I fucking hate you)
oh yeah, it haunts me
Now I'm going crazy
I'm still holding on like you're heaven's key
You know you look better when you're next to me
Sometimes I wonder if I'm the problem
No, fuck that cause I am nobody's option
This the shit that I be thinking to myself, I'm just thinking to myself
I'm smarter than they think
Why they hate on me when they probably going to Hell
Going through hell, oh
I need to change for the better
Put my worship coat on for this rainy weather
Promise don't nobody know you better
Promise don't nobody know you better than my God
You can say what you want
And believe what you want
But I'm just trying to save you
Walk away from the lust
You can learn how to trust
Jesus is the one who can fix you
You're not too broken for him
Or too perfect for him
Give it to God
Just give it to God
Just give it to God
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Writer(s): Cherie Blackshear
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