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)