I got a bead on ya

Tell me you want something

Just cause you switching the lingo up

Don't mean you want nothing

Who sent you? Who cursing my soul,

with a **** that just love fucking me?

I want a **** with plans

A **** with bands, and still functional

I want my pain to be minimized by the things that he buy for me

I want walls to come crashing down by the way that he talks to me

I want it all to just fade away by the way that he wants for me.

I want it all to be as real as real can possibly be

Is that so hard?

For the past few years, I been dealing with **** who ain't never want to play they part

They in, and they out when they get what they want

But they saying that it's my fault

I'm trying

I've tried the true methods I

Feel like I'm learning a lesson

Thicken the plot

Here's a confession

I might have had it

Too fuckin sassy, I can't hold my tongue

And then he had it

The shit I said it made him knuckle up

Aint take a swing. but I knew I had it bad

Yeah, I fucked with his emotions then I never called him back

No I, no I never call'em back

No I, no I never call'em back

No I, no I never call'em back

No I, no I never call'em back