CUT TIES
You look lonely, I can fix that
I've been feeling like it's just a waste
I was not tryna be with you bae
I've been feeling like it's just a waste
I was not tryna be with you bae
Split, I'm feeling split
I fell in love with the world
I fell in love with a bitch
Got hearts for too many girls
Still waiting for feelings to hit
While waiting on another woman
Cause maybe this time it will work
Even though we probably end it worse
Maybe me and you is just a curse
You can go say I'm a jerk
Then I do some to make you mad
With no intention to make you hurt
Cause I don't wanna see you sad
At the end of the day just a man
Maybe they don't understand it
Or maybe they don't understand me
To be honest I don't understand me
Cause how do I got what I need
But still feel like we could have some
I know I'm delusional bae
For thinking that you still the one
One
One more text
One more call
One last talk
One more time
Yeah, I know that you wasn't good for me
I've met a lot of hoes, you wasn't new to me
I do a lot of things that you would hate
Sorry baby, I'm a case
I got a life, I gotta go live
People that still depending on the kid
I know I could drop another diss
Have your friends tell me that shit hit
Then go and tell you that I wasn't shit
There's more to the story that they wouldn't know
Half of my lyrics really just to troll
I've been said I'm not a saint
My bad baby, I still make mistakes
Even good movies need more than one take
I cannot see you and say that I hate you
Cause shit would be lies
Didn't wanna cut ties
Cause baby I like you
Cause baby I like you
Shit
Yeah baby I like you
Like what else can I do
I thought I was over you
I thought I was over you
My heart still got wounds from you
I'm praying, I'm tryna hold on
Fuck that, tryna move on
My fragrance is Yves Saint Laurent
Jamaican me crazy, I feel like Malon
I fucked her while playing my song
Cut ties, you ain't wanna be on my side
All black jeans, yeah, these number nine
I'm on the mic, just to clear my mind
I see you around, we still locking eyes
Split personality affecting me
I can't let you get the best of me
I've been feeling like it's just a waste
I was not tryna be with you bae
I've been feeling like it's just a waste
I was not tryna be with you bae
Split, I'm feeling split
I fell in love with the world
I fell in love with a bitch
Got hearts for too many girls
Still waiting for feelings to hit
While waiting on another woman
Cause maybe this time it will work
Even though we probably end it worse
Maybe me and you is just a curse
You can go say I'm a jerk
Then I do some to make you mad
With no intention to make you hurt
Cause I don't wanna see you sad
At the end of the day just a man
Maybe they don't understand it
Or maybe they don't understand me
To be honest I don't understand me
Cause how do I got what I need
But still feel like we could have some
I know I'm delusional bae
For thinking that you still the one
One
One more text
One more call
One last talk
One more time
Yeah, I know that you wasn't good for me
I've met a lot of hoes, you wasn't new to me
I do a lot of things that you would hate
Sorry baby, I'm a case
I got a life, I gotta go live
People that still depending on the kid
I know I could drop another diss
Have your friends tell me that shit hit
Then go and tell you that I wasn't shit
There's more to the story that they wouldn't know
Half of my lyrics really just to troll
I've been said I'm not a saint
My bad baby, I still make mistakes
Even good movies need more than one take
I cannot see you and say that I hate you
Cause shit would be lies
Didn't wanna cut ties
Cause baby I like you
Cause baby I like you
Shit
Yeah baby I like you
Like what else can I do
I thought I was over you
I thought I was over you
My heart still got wounds from you
I'm praying, I'm tryna hold on
Fuck that, tryna move on
My fragrance is Yves Saint Laurent
Jamaican me crazy, I feel like Malon
I fucked her while playing my song
Cut ties, you ain't wanna be on my side
All black jeans, yeah, these number nine
I'm on the mic, just to clear my mind
I see you around, we still locking eyes
Split personality affecting me
I can't let you get the best of me
Credits
Writer(s): William Frank Jr.
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