| You left me and you went home to Indianapolis
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| If I wanted, I’d be getting plenty of ass and tits
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| But I want you can you send me an answer quick?
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| Lost in your love baby give me a map to this
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| Never knew what love felt like till I met you
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| My heart wasn’t for any other woman except you
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| But you stabbed it till it bled through
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| Now my head screwed cause I should’ve been the one who had left you
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| Accepted our break I really wasn’t that pleasant
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| But I learned to deal with it and didn’t ask questions
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| No point in making the past present
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| But after a month and a half, you was a month and a half pregnant
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| Damn, my heart taken badly now I’m a situation dealing with another baby daddy
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| Sad part about it yo, it’s not even my kid
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| Evidence proves you really out of your mind bitch
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| I swear I thought you was my lady
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| Now you having another niggas baby
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| It was supposed to be me and you
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| But after all that you put me through
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| Baby, I still got love for you
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| You ain’t no good girl
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| You ain’t no good for me
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| Baby, I still got love for you
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| You ain’t no good girl
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| You ain’t no good for me
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| I’m in shock like feeling like a crazy movie
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| I really don’t appreciate the way you do me
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| Since I got your news I been dating groupies
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| But they never last all they want is fame and jewelry
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| These gold-diggers can’t recruit me
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| I keep running back to you as if the pain is soothing
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| Cause the bond we had is something I got used to
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| My mom is telling me to say bye-bye screw you
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| You ain’t even in love with the guy you having a kid with
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| When I think about it I get sick, you did this
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| Clubbing with your friends and drinking till you get senseless
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| Should’ve thought about this shit before you sipped it
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| You put faith into his dick
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| And now you pregnant by a dipshit, life is all twisted
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| Our world could’ve been terrific
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| But the Hopsin bus passed baby, and you missed it
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| Now ain’t no reason to be smiling for
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| I’m always the type looking down on whores
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| And even though the goddamn child is yours
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| You know I still got your back on child support
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| Cause we both know you don’t make enough for day care
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| That should’ve been my baby, what the fuck this ain’t fair
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| Call if you need me that’s fine by me
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| But the jealousy killing me that’s not my seed
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| I don’t know why I take this crap from you, break my back for you
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| I can’t adapt to you, we ain’t compatible, face the facts it’s true
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| But when you lost why do I make a path for you?
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| I spent a long time working at making our love tighter
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| But you sipping Jägermeister, and having these one nighters
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| I’ll never be able to trust you
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| My nigga Tecca Nina said it best I love you, but fuck you
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| Oh no no no, you played your games and now we’ll never be the same
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| See I love you, but I hate you, and I hate the fact I still love you
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| Yeah yeah, oh why oh why |