Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song F*****g Fans, artist - Drake.
Date of issue: 02.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
F*****g Fans |
I’m still working on me |
And I’m coming back better for you (I'm comin' back, oh-ooh) |
Most times it was my selfishness and your helplessness that I took advantage of |
You sit in the house and I be out and I know why you’re worried, |
uh (I know you’re worried, you’re worried, you’re worried) |
And you try and block it out |
I’m so sorry for letting you down (Oh-oh, oh-ah) |
I should’ve came home, came home sooner |
You’d probably still be there if I |
Came home, love you like I treat ya |
You’d still be there |
My girl, my lil' baby speechless |
You’d still be there, baby |
I’m still working on me (Work it) |
And I’m coming back with a plan and there’s money in my hand, baby (Work it) |
You said I was fucking up when I was out here fucking fans, damn, |
and it made you look crazy |
Made you seem, made you feel, it was crazy (Ooh-ah) |
While you sit in the house, I be out and you stay worried about me (Oh) |
Ayy, yeah |
Nights when I just needed to hold somebody |
Feeling overwhelmed, should’ve told somebody |
Picture and it’s me sending chills through your body |
I just probably should’ve chilled 'til I saw you |
How am I supposed to get to know somebody? |
Nigga left his 20s and I still wanna party |
I can not be trusted on my own with nobody |
I can not be |
If we broke it off then you know it wasn’t painless |
If she got a watch then you know it’s not a stainless |
I was out here fucking fans, I was shameless |
Yeah, and I know that |
You was at the crib reading stories that they sent you |
Most of that was bullshit but some of it I did do |
Hard for me to justify the women I was into |
Especially when the whole entire world wished they had you |
Then I locked the door that night in Vegas 'cause I had to |
Then I had a kid even though I never planned to |
I cannot imagine when your girls gave you that news |
I know that |
Probably made you want to hit the streets on everything |
Probably made you want to pour bleach on everything |
Probably made you want to kill me on everything |
Yeah, trust, I know that (Trust, I know) |
Dialing, I’ma say two, zero, one, four |
'Cause you’re on the same shit that you was on before |
I know you’re not happy, girl, everybody know |
Could see it in your boyfriend eyes at the show |
Don’t tell me let it go, I’m a letting go pro |
You don’t wanna grow but we gotta outgrow |
Went six digits on the lock screen code |
You’re bragging to that ho and it’s gon' be a lot of smoke |
We both getting rich but the trust getting broke |
Tear me down with words but I know that’s how you cope |
Cover up a lot, can’t cover up your soul |
Know you’re not happy, girl, everybody know |
(Trust, I know that, trust, I know) |