[Chorus: Alex Isley]
I'm sitting here writing again 'bout you
Do almost anything to forget 'bout you
You probably think I'm no good without you
You're halfway right
You're halfway right, halfway right
[Verse 1: WESTSIDE BOOGIE]
Yeah, yeah
I think I might duck off and disappear, uh
'Cause you done got way too comfortable with me here, uh
Shit, if you see that I'm growing, don't interfere, uh
But losing you in the process is what I fear
I know it's weird
I do you bad, I'm a dude who don't know no better, uh
You do it once, then in my eyes, you'll be a ho forever
I took the bandage off my past and all my cuts done turned to scabs
Empty handed 'cause on God, I gave you everything I had
Man, she tell me how she tired of shit
If you gon' throw it in my face, nigga, don't buy me shit
Your power trips gon' make me trip and I ain't tryna trip
I swear your mind is sick
You say you trying, shit
Nigga, you lying
Do me bad with your bros and you think it's normal, uh
I do it once, I'm a ho who ain't got no morals, uh
Swear you been pressing me this whole week
Got no heat and no warmth, now I got cold feet
Like, lowkey, I wanna know who set the bar for us
When the jukebox don't never play no song for us
Our head big and this apartment way too small for us, uh
It wasn't supposed to be this hard for us, uh
[Chorus: Alex Isley]
I'm sitting here writing again 'bout you
Do almost anything to forget 'bout you
You probably think I'm no good without you
You're halfway right
You're halfway right, halfway right
[Verse 2: Rapsody]
Imagine you bedridden so much you might get scoliosis
I was your backbone, we divided like Moses
Mediated confrontations and to split
Was the only way that we could walk away from all this shit
You ran off the plug and ain't pay your fees
I was rooted in your love, you only wanted to smoke your trees
Puff, puff, you never passed on ass when asked
You just had to bag 'em all with your dogs and be a bad boy
So now I'm on my own, it had to stop
If the car pull up, you know it's gotta drop
Like, my mind open to possibilities of dating others
I'm doin' fine, send my love to your mother
I hate it had to be this way, I tried to see it through
But my soul was like TDE, I only saw the truth
Changes came too slow to ever make it better
But I appreciate your letters
[Chorus: Alex Isley]
I'm sitting here writing again 'bout you
Do almost anything to forget 'bout you
You probably think I'm no good without you
You're halfway right
You're halfway right, halfway right
