Fuck, why can't I speak? I lost my patience
Need my bread 'cause I'm inpatient
Stupid hoes, low expectations
Broken hearts, no reparations
Waste my time, we cut relations
Check our texts to remind myself that I need help
But I can't help it 'cause I'm selfishly unselfish
Put my bitch before myself
Before my health, it leave me helpless
My bitch bad, the pussy good
My ex mad and my money up
My heart and she soul tied to her ex nigga
(Fuck)
(No, I still hate you so much, oh my God, I wanna punch you)
(No, obviously fucking not, are you stupid?)
(I hate you with a fucking passion, no, I'm fine, fuck you)
(I'm not crying in front of you either)
Okay, bitch, you fucking up my high
Got these drugs inside my system
He still inside your phone, inside your thoughts
I know you miss him, it's either me or him
If you choose him then you go with him
(Boom, boom, boom)
I wanna run inside this nigga crib and turn him victim
I wanna put a bag out on his head and get him missing
I'm too rich to be stressin' 'bout a bitch, I know I'm tripping
I'm too rich to be rapping about the opps, I know they listening
These niggas always lurking, had to switch up my position
I got it out the mud, I bet you folding my position
And I could give a fuck about the bag, complete the mission
I up the Glock and get up on they ass just for tradition
I know it's wrong them niggas always ask and never listen
I know it's bad, and they'll never ask I never listen
I know it's bad, we spin the cul-de-sac, his eyes rolling back
Times changing, niggas always lacking, that's how you know it's bad
Bitches fucking, I had to kick her out, I can't be going sad
My heartbeat beating through my chest, it got me going mad
My heartbeat beating through my-, fuck
(I hate you with a fucking passion)
