2 Million Secrets

Remo the Hitmaker (uh) (Ah, ah, ah)it's a confessional (uh) Have you ever, ever got caught? Talkin' blood red-handed, damn, I ain't as smooth as I thought type sh- Talkin' each and every single lie, everyone that you told Played out on the phone that she found in your bag And a couple of graphic videos (oh, no) She saw it all She saw things she can't unsee No way that I could deny that it was me it was me (it was me) So now I'm (uh), drinkin' a little more frequent Smokin' a little more lately I kept two million secrets She got еvery reason to hate mе 'Cause I played with her heart She got every reason to hate me And it's tearin' me apart 'Cause she got every reason, ayy So now I'm drinkin' a little more frequent Smokin' a little more lately I kept two million secrets She got every reason to hate me, yeah I don't blame you for hatin' me (na-na-na-na) She got every reason to hate me, yeah I don't blame you for hatin' me, yeah (na-na-na-na) But how you gon' act like (oh) I wasn't someone you could run to? Mm (someone you could run to) All you had to do was tell me what you wanted You know I was gon' come through (hey), like I'm supposed to (hey) Never held you to your duties as a wife Let you do what you want to (do what you want to) 'Cause I had a couple in the background Down to give me what I couldn't get from you That ain't an excuse, I made a promise And then I hurt you I'm really sorry to be honest for once I know this is difficult to work through And that's why I'm drinkin' a little more frequent Smokin' a little more lately I kept two million secrets And she got every reason to hate me 'Cause I played with her heart She got every reason to hate me And it's tearin' me apart She got every reason, ayy So now I'm drinkin' a little more frequent Smokin' a little more lately I kept two million secrets She got every reason to hate me, yeah I don't blame you for hatin' me (na-na-na-na) She got every reason to hate me, yeah I don't blame you for hatin' me, yeah (na-na-na-na)