| ConMan, I apologize to your mom and your grams
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| For wrecking your heart, I guess it was part of God’s plan
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| But wait a sec 'fore we dead it, here is your roses
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| Took 7 years shit is bogus I shed a tear when I wrote this
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| I admit, I wasn’t the best to you
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| I gave you shit then you dipped, like what was there left to do
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| Too busy worried 'bout Grip, shredding thru revenue
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| I let you slip should’ve put you up on a pedestal
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| I was hardly ready for something you could regard as steady
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| Now my heart is heavy
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| I’ll take it far as these bars will let me
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| I know what happen viewed love as a distraction
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| My kids the only things I put above rapping, that’s a thugs passion
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| Cash and drugs stashing emotions under the rug
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| Not communicating, thinking you’d just know what it was
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| 2017 that’s when I started growing a buzz
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| Playing catch-up 'cause my peers left your boy in the dust
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| 'Cause when they was focused on rapping, I was focused on us
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| I could’ve strived more, now it’s two kids I gotta provide for
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| Window was closing slowly, had to switch the tempo on those that know me
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| Get too comfy and you gon' blow it, homie
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| Packed my metaphorical bag and hit the road jack
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| I promise when I take it home, I’m bringing gold back
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| I’ll own that, I ain’t expecting you to wait
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| I got a date with destiny, just let me get a plate
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| Silly me, uh-oh, oh-oh
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| I could never give you my love
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| It was me, uh-oh, oh-oh
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| I could never give you my love
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| We can’t turn back the hands of time
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| But it’s some things I should get off my mind
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| Before we leave it all behind girl
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| I apologize girl
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| I can’t trust myself with loving you
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| You still stained from all the mud I drug you thru
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| You thinking, why ain’t this a lifestyle he can get accustomed to
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| Like buy a plot and tie the knot like others do
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| Gave me a key to your home
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| I don’t want you think I’m leading you on
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| But I gotta be happy with being alone
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| If I can’t learn to love myself
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| How the hell could ever properly love someone else
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| Just know these words is heartfelt
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| And it’ll kill me to see you happy with another man
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| But I can’t expect you to never love again
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| And rob your heart of it’s plans
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| Can’t put a ring on her finger then keep it stepping, nigga
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| And she’ll respect how real you kept it with her
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| And I know one day it’ll hit me
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| When you stop replying to text questioning if you miss me
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| And all that’s left is history and a grudge kept against me
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| Evidently, made my bed I’ll lay in it
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| But first I got something to say, wait a minute
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| Silly me, uh-oh, oh-oh
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| I could never give you my love
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| It was me, uh-oh, oh-oh
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| I could never give you my love
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| We can’t turn back the hands of time
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| But it’s some things I should get off my mind
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| Before we leave it all behind girl
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| I apologize girl |