| Running out of patience
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| Every bitch I ever met has 2 faces, yeah
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| You in 2 places
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| One is here with me, other is out doing lame shit, yeah
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| But you knew how to fake it
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| And once I found out, you expect me not to say shit, yeah
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| Look what I created
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| You won’t find that in another man, shawty can’t replace this, yeah
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| I’m better off alone
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| But an image of your face still embedded on my phone
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| I don’t trust what you say 'cause it’s never what I’m shown
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| Sometimes I feel like I’m accident-prone
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| Empty me from the inside out
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| Build me up just to let me down
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| I should be used to this shit by now
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| The way it turned out isn’t what we talked about
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| So there ain’t nothing left to talk about
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| I’m done, now I’m walkin' out
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| I don’t think that I should love for now
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| Off the drugs, really numb, yeah I’m buggin' out
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| I’m really bugging, trynna feel something, but I don’t feel nothing at all
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| My fam worried my consumption and all, I tell 'em that they just make
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| assumptions and all that
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| I’m lying right through my teeth, damn, guess that makes you like me
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| Damn, never really wanted to be like that, but that’s before you poisoned me
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| Taught me somethin' bout loyalty, next time, guess that’d be a choice for me
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| That’s the last that I give a bitch royalty, they gon' take that shit and run
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| away joyfully
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| I’m better off alone
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| But an image of your face still embedded on my phone
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| I don’t trust what you say 'cause it’s never what I’m shown
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| Sometimes I feel like I’m accident-prone
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| Empty me from the inside out
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| Build me up just to let me down
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| I should be used to this shit by now
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| The way it turned out isn’t what we talked about
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| So there ain’t nothing left to talk about
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| I’m done, now I’m walkin' out
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| I don’t think that I should love for now
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| Off the drugs, really numb, yeah I’m buggin' out |