Hawkeye
♪
She should have been mine
But she took my mind
She shouldn't have lied
But now I'm reaching my prime
So it's fine
Baby it's fine
You crossed the line
But baby it's fine
Cuz now it's time
Yeah
Baby it's time to repent
Make up for all the time that I spent
Fake love, baby you behind on your rent
Real shit went in the texts that you sent to him
Had to contact my next of kin
Cuz I had to sink til I learned to swim
Turning my losses into wins
Turning my failures into sins
Baby was it an illusion to choose?
Set me up and I fell for the ruse
Tortured artist, you're my muse
Broke me, now I can't pay my dues
Why'd you fight me? Shortened my fuse
Just to pretend that you played by the rules
Take my heart just to break it
Playing your game, should have known I'd lose
Rockstar dreaming with a bag and a brick
Hawkeye, got a black blade on my hip
Talk it, nah, bitch I walk with a stick
Pour me a four, smoke an eighth while I sip
Rocket, bitch I flew off in a ship
Laugh shit off I just smile for the bit
Sad shit's done, bitch I crawled out the pit
Tapped in, tryna get back on the grid
Uh
Baby I lost my mind
Traitorous, baby I'm not that blind
Sold my soul just to cross my lines
Lost my morals to reach my prime
Lost my molars cuz I stay grinding
Devil says she gon' stay by my side
Brand new Rollie my wrist stays shinin
I control her PS5
PS5 kept pushing my buttons
Terrified of losing my nothing
Saw the signs I assumed you were bluffing
Deep inside you were hiding something
Baby that's so fucked up, you know
I spent months on months trying to let it go
I made five whole albums just to grow
Did time in my mind trying to reconcile
All the things you said with a dirty smile
All the nights in your bed you'd act a child
I'll make you regret it, fuckin dialed in
Girl I'm wildin' you know
Baby I'm shinin'
No more triflin'
No more sad nights
Now I'm iced out
Fuck your lies, never should have been nice
Never should have thought twice, cuz now I'm
Rockstar dreaming with a bag and a brick
Hawkeye, got a black blade on my hip
Talk it, nah, bitch I walk with a stick
Pour me a four, smoke an eighth while I sip
Rocket, bitch I flew off in a ship
Laugh shit off I just smile for the bit
Sad shit's done, bitch I crawled out the pit
Tapped in, tryna get back on the grid
Uh
Baby I lost my mind
Traitorous, baby I'm not that blind
Sold my soul just to cross my lines
Lost my morals to reach my prime
Lost my molars cuz I stay grinding
Devil says she gon' stay by my side
Brand new Rollie my wrist stay shinin
I control her PS5
♪
She should have been mine
But she took my mind
She shouldn't have lied
But now I'm reaching my prime
So it's fine
Baby it's fine
You crossed the line
But baby it's fine
Cuz now it's time
Yeah
Baby it's time to repent
Make up for all the time that I spent
Fake love, baby you behind on your rent
Real shit went in the texts that you sent to him
Had to contact my next of kin
Cuz I had to sink til I learned to swim
Turning my losses into wins
Turning my failures into sins
Baby was it an illusion to choose?
Set me up and I fell for the ruse
Tortured artist, you're my muse
Broke me, now I can't pay my dues
Why'd you fight me? Shortened my fuse
Just to pretend that you played by the rules
Take my heart just to break it
Playing your game, should have known I'd lose
Rockstar dreaming with a bag and a brick
Hawkeye, got a black blade on my hip
Talk it, nah, bitch I walk with a stick
Pour me a four, smoke an eighth while I sip
Rocket, bitch I flew off in a ship
Laugh shit off I just smile for the bit
Sad shit's done, bitch I crawled out the pit
Tapped in, tryna get back on the grid
Uh
Baby I lost my mind
Traitorous, baby I'm not that blind
Sold my soul just to cross my lines
Lost my morals to reach my prime
Lost my molars cuz I stay grinding
Devil says she gon' stay by my side
Brand new Rollie my wrist stays shinin
I control her PS5
PS5 kept pushing my buttons
Terrified of losing my nothing
Saw the signs I assumed you were bluffing
Deep inside you were hiding something
Baby that's so fucked up, you know
I spent months on months trying to let it go
I made five whole albums just to grow
Did time in my mind trying to reconcile
All the things you said with a dirty smile
All the nights in your bed you'd act a child
I'll make you regret it, fuckin dialed in
Girl I'm wildin' you know
Baby I'm shinin'
No more triflin'
No more sad nights
Now I'm iced out
Fuck your lies, never should have been nice
Never should have thought twice, cuz now I'm
Rockstar dreaming with a bag and a brick
Hawkeye, got a black blade on my hip
Talk it, nah, bitch I walk with a stick
Pour me a four, smoke an eighth while I sip
Rocket, bitch I flew off in a ship
Laugh shit off I just smile for the bit
Sad shit's done, bitch I crawled out the pit
Tapped in, tryna get back on the grid
Uh
Baby I lost my mind
Traitorous, baby I'm not that blind
Sold my soul just to cross my lines
Lost my morals to reach my prime
Lost my molars cuz I stay grinding
Devil says she gon' stay by my side
Brand new Rollie my wrist stay shinin
I control her PS5
♪
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Writer(s): Daniel Bennett
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