(That nigga Mir made the beat, here we go again)
Bitch try to play me, but I ain't stupid
Talkin' 'bout she love me, but she ain't prove it
Would've counted blues with her, but the bitch blew it
Ay, this ho dumb as hell
Oh you got that pussy up, yeah that's how you feel?
I'ma fuck ten hoes, I don't even care
Real talk, deep down, that shit really hit me
Give a fuck how I feel, I'ma keep it player
I'ma keep it pushin'
If I take your ass back I'm really a pussy
It wouldn't be the same
Never meet another me, you fuckin' with lames
I thought we had something
But now I look back, I guess it wasn't nothing
What I do, did I fuck up?
You ain't let a nigga know, man that's fucked up
That's the least you could do when I kept it lit
Was my bitch, then you switched, that was fuckin' quick
It is what it is
Fuck what it was
I don't kiss ass, I'ma fall back
Hit your ass two times, you ain't call back
Bitch, I ain't finna blow your phone up
Thought we had something real, it was all cap
All the memories, they don't go away
Supposed to be a team, but you wanna play
Your hatin' ass friends, they was in the way
It was me and you, that was everyday
I take it as an L, that's a lesson
It is what it is, I ain't stressin'
I'm on to the next
I wish you the best
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