F.B.T.

Swear that nigga got me so fucked up Fucked up Swear you must think that I'm a come up Come up Cuz how you movin' ain't the way I'm trynna move baby And I ain't feelin' like myself lately You got me sittin' in the house daily Thinkin' you out goin' to get the bag Really nigga it's sad Cuz I I'm on the edge of my seat with your shit Must have lost all my mind lacking all sense Let you get away with them fuck boy tendencies Oh yeah Trynna figure out what the fuck got into me Cuz I I been holding shit down Lord knows I ain't with the shit now, And I Go against my mind every time you come 'round and put that dick down All my better judgement ain't worth shit now And I just believe all your lies chile I'm goin through it Love you but I know I'm bein' foolish Cuz I I'm on the edge of my seat with your shit Must have lost all my mind lacking all sense Let you get away with them fuck boy tendencies Oh yeah Trynna figure out what the fuck got into me Nigga this ain't what I signed up for This ain't what I gave all my love for Penalize me because I want more Ended up with less tell me what for If this ain't love tell me one thing that we built that's ours Cuz I I'm on the edge of my seat with your shit Must have lost all my mind lacking all sense Let you get away with them fuck boy tendencies Oh yeah Trynna figure out what the fuck got into me