Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song i miss the old u, artist - blackbear.
Date of issue: 11.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
i miss the old u |
I miss the old you |
The one that held me down and kinda told the truth |
At Warwick every Wednesday |
Can’t control you |
Partyin' with rappers |
Actin' hoeish too |
You got yourself a singer |
When it was on |
We was on fire |
Even let you and your girls |
Go whip the ghost round town |
Draped you head to toe in Gucci Ghost, wow |
And I never got a single fuckin' «Thank you"from you |
Or «I love you, daddy» |
You ungrateful bitch |
The more the baddie, more the bratty |
Man, I take you out for dinners |
Take you shopping for them clothes |
Before I got so distant |
And you got so fucking cold |
I miss the old you |
I miss the old you |
I used to hold you |
I used to hold you |
And that ain’t cost nothing, baby |
Real love don’t cost a motherfucking penny |
I miss the old me |
I miss the way I used to be |
I miss the old me |
And now these drugs controllin' me |
It’s all your fault, baby |
Still reaching for that Henny |
And I never got a single fuckin' «Thank you"from you |
Or «I love you, daddy» |
You ungrateful bitch |
The more the baddie, more the bratty |
Man, I take you out for dinners |
Take you shopping for them clothes |
Before I got so rich |
And couldn’t trust none of these hoes |
I miss the old you |
I miss the old you |
Before you fucked G-Eazy |
Both the Migos too |
Started bumping 21 |
And now just 'cause we do |
All the slow notes late night |
Beartrap, mansionz |
I got snoozegod on my right |
Pour a 4 up in my Sprite |
When it was on we was on fire |
Even let you and your girls |
Go whip the ghost round town |
Draped you head to toe in Gucci Ghost, wow |
And I never got a single fuckin' «Thank you"from you |
Or «I love you, daddy» |
You ungrateful bitch |
The more the baddie, more the bratty |
Man, I take you out for dinners |
Take you shopping for them clothes |
Before I got so distant |
And you got so fucking cold |
I miss the old you |
I miss the old you |
I used to hold you |
I used to hold you |
And that ain’t cost nothing, baby |
Real love don’t cost a motherfucking penny |
I miss the old me |
I miss they way I used to be |
I miss the old me |
And now these drugs controllin' me |
It’s all your fault, baby |
Still reaching for that Henny |
And I never got a single fuckin' «Thank you"from you |
Or «I love you, daddy» |
You ungrateful bitch |
The more the baddie, more the bratty |
Man, I take you out for dinners |
Take you shopping for them clothes |
Before I got so rich |
And couldn’t trust none of these hoes |
I miss the old you |
I miss the old you |
I miss the old you |
I miss the old you |
I miss the old you |