Findingyourstruly - Can't Do That (feat. Trey Williams) Lyrics

Made this bag
And you know ill blow it fast
On the shit we never had
And I hope it makes you sad
Living fast
Pour a shot in another glass
All these thoughts I push it back
Fall in love I cant do that
Keep a track
All those times you stabbed my back
Yeah I've never been so mad
Yeah you really got me bad
Want me back
Well I hate to tell you that
You're dead to me, heart attack
And honestly I think you're wack
And she say that she in love now
I make her so proud
Diamonds on my wrist now
They make her say wow
And she say that she in love now
I'm wondering how
She was just a rebound
Another bitch now
Honestly it's not me at all but
I just needed someone to call yeah
Honestly it's not me at all but
When the money talk, I can't ignore it nah
Made this bag
And you know ill blow it fast
On the shit we never had
And I hope it makes you sad
Living fast
Pour a shot in another glass
All these thoughts I push it back
Fall in love I can't do that
Keep a track
All those times you stabbed my back
Yeah I've never been so mad
Yeah you really got me bad
Want me back
Well I hate to tell you that
You're dead to me, heart attack
And honestly I think you're wack
Shawty rad and I want her really bad
Gotta buy designer jeans to stuff the racks
Baby why you lie and make me mad
All the insecurities are coming back
Karma is a bitch and why you wanna play
If someone run up I might have that heat up on my waist
I'm original you cannot copy and paste
So if you got a problem say it to my f*cking face yeah
Made this bag
And you know ill blow it fast
On the shit we never had
And I hope it makes you sad
Living fast
Pour a shot in another glass
All these thoughts I push it back
Fall in love I can't do that
Keep a track
All those times you stabbed my back
Yeah ive never been so mad
Yeah you really got me bad
Want me back
Well I hate to tell you that
You're dead to me, heart attack
And honestly I think you're wack
Made this bag
And you know ill blow it fast
On the shit we never had
And I hope it makes you sad
Living fast
Pour a shot in another glass
All these thoughts I push it back
Fall in love I cant do that
Keep a track
All those times you stabbed my back
Yeah ive never been so mad
Yeah you really got me bad
Want me back
Well I hate to tell you that
You're dead to me, heart attack
And honestly i think you're wack
Made this bag
And you know ill blow it fast
On the shit we never had
And I hope it makes you sad
Living fast
Pour a shot in another glass
All these thoughts I push it back
Fall in love I cant do that
Keep a track
All those times you stabbed my back
Yeah ive never been so mad
Yeah you really got me bad
Want me back
Well I hate to tell you that
You're dead to me, heart attack
And honestly I think you're wack