| Deleted all my texts from my ex before I went home
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| Nothing to hide but trust subsides when you been gone
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| I paid rent lights cable and her Sprint phone
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| Did all I could for her except left her alone
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| I’m no good and I know it
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| So hood and I show it
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| All my smiles turn stoic so I wrote it, a poet
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| Hold up, does that make this poetic?
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| And if i don’t regret it, does that make me pathetic?
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| Knew better and did lesser
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| I don’t deserve much credit
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| I know it’s gonna hurt her and what’s worse I just accept it
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| (These are my confessions)
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| I ain’t supposed to be so reckless, I just hope that she ain’t notice those
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| emojis in that message (hold on)
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| (at least let me tell you why I’m this way, you don’t understand.
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| no one understands.)
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| And now i’m messing with a married woman, sneakin' and freakin'
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| My conscience got my tweakin' from an evening last weekend
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| Say, I give her what she need and it don’t matter how infrequent
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| She know about my girl so what we have’s our little secret
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| Yeah I peeped that I unleash her inner freak, with me she can be indecent
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| When you’re cheating it always feel like you’re on defense
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| And I’ve been «impreeving» as a reason and accept the text messages her eyes
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| wide as she received it
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| I said «hold up, why you leaving?»
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| She said «Oh, I got my reasons
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| «My friends tried to tell me you weren’t shit, but seeing is believing.»
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| Now, looks can be deceiving
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| Cause I’m the one standing here grieving, guess we even
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| (you don’t understand. no one understands…) |