Nate (feat. Tron Pyre)

I burn a bridge an send a boat and get mad when you don't get on it This pimping a never change I learnt the ropes an always flaunt it You going hit my phone regardless Hol up Lemme rewind and get them up to speed at where our troubles really started Caramel skin thick lil bundle of bad news Perfect hair devil lips with those eyes that sway a room You knew I knew I about you Talking all confused like you ain't know I'm bout to make you the luckiest in the room My name rolling off the tongue after weeks of games in the sheets finally But relationships for me were kinda untimely At least I told the truth You got a boyfriend too Cause I mean look at you Do you own a mirror I don't think I've said this clearer Make yourself useful when all your make up clear up Spose to be a threat instead you outchea posting pictures Rooftop parties with empty bottles and gossip niggas At least your face perfect At least you taste perfect Or at least you did I got a show with my bros you said you coming quick I start to laugh and call you back and ask what car you in Your friend took snaps you probably in Your boyfriend showed in all the pics But only God forgives This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This verse for you who think you pimping You playing a losing game against some street made women Lemme run you a scenario to help your ass get it Cause you barely doing damage homie listen Let my words run You going piss ya girl off She going call her hoe friends Then go to the club wearing her single for the nightdress Next day you going phone her cause last night you thought her phone dead She going tell you while hungover we'll talk later it's still morning You'll tell her your sorry She'll tell you it's okay You'll agree to disagree for acting on your own way Next time you go get her from her friends they laugh with eyes Because she woke up to your message in bed with another guy Must be booboo the fool McDonald the goofy up in this bitch And her birthday was last month and you prolly got her a gift While somebody packaged her ribs Probably get PTSD when her phone probably blinks Boy it's who you think it is I seen your hoodies in her crib To each his own At least I know I don't get played by no bitch I played the game and set the rules centre stage is the trick My girls respect me and business and I love em for that shit This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved This how I feel about the woman I loved