Goaty - BHTM Lyrics

I had to get low for a minute, shit had went left for the kid
Said I love you when we finish, and then put some rocks on your wrist
No going back to the beginning, you keep bringing up shit that I did
I can't believe you almost slid, just cause I went to the strip
I know my ex, think she runnin' in victory laps
I can't relapse, I was addicted, I admit that
Crashed the V up, f*cked up my back, ran the cheese up, got it right back
Feel like Teezo nailed to my back, against the wall, they want me at
You was a better person 'fore you met me
But you a wetter person when you with me
I wrote a letter to you, can you read me
What is forever to you, when you leave me
Is you with it or what
All that stickin round, now you stuck
All that turnin' up, now it's up
All that cuttin' up, now you cut
Couldn't even pay for a cut
But always askin' for a cut
Can you spell lust without us
Matter fact, speakin' of us
You take that 'U' out of trust
And then put the 'S' into suck
And I don't mean that type of suck
The way you escalate shit, I would think you drive a Cadillac truck
Way you got me writin' on this album, I would think you tryin' to get my pub
I was, I was, I was, I was on a run
Road trips out to D.C., damn, I thought you were the one
Rollin' J's with CC till we coughing up our lungs
Slide through in the BM, just might give your ass a son
Matter fact, better him than me
Out in public with him, you was low-key with me
Arguments till 4 a.m., can't even get no sleep
Kick me out the crib, but you expect me to cut keys
They can't have her, better trap her, get down on one knee
Know you need a cocky nigga, I can handle your needs
All these niggas do is give you empty guarantees
I hope that you see the difference when you roll with me
I had to get low for a minute
Shit had went left for the kid
Said I love you when we finish
And then put some rocks on your wrist
No goin' back to the beginning
You keep bringin' up shit that I did
I can't believe you almost slid
Just cause I went to the strip, yeah
I was throwin' racks up in satin
Tryna figure what happened, girl
Like, where did we go backwards
Uh-huh, oh, now you like backwoods
Used to bend over backwards for you
Now I only got lessons for you, ayy
Know you can't leave me alone
Heard you went and got a clone
Know my heart made of chrome
Uh-huh, know you bad to the bone
Gotta leave your ass alone
Won't take me out my zone, yeah
Shit, better him than me
Shit, better him than me