Gyn 503 - Ballad Lyrics

This a ballad, not your fault
Can't keep fronting that you're wrong
You're my only wonderwall
Who the f*ck would thought
This a ballad, not your fault
Can't keep fronting that you're wrong
You're my only wonderwall
Who the f*ck would thought about this

I remember lows & lows
Like I wasn't worried 'bout your clothes
Kept it alter after all that bullshit
Now it's 'f*ck you'
F*ck em all
Clashes back & forth
And fourth time I was out the door
That's fosho the finish line, I'll finish mine
You dipped & dashed up outta here
Taking all my sanity
Silk is just your vanity
Not happy that you're proud of me
I wouldn't trade you for the gravity
I'm back for good so take a stab at me
Or actually just call it even
Call it square & clean the hatchet
F*ck that dumb shit
Sing me out or sling me out
Or cut the latches
Plus I'm loving how that velvet matches
Catch us in a different timeline
Somewhere out there drinking white wine
And it's fine because

This a ballad, not your fault
Can't keep fronting that you're wrong
You're my only wonderwall
Who the f*ck would thought about this
About this

This a ballad, not a song
I could really prove you wrong
It won't even take me long
On how this shit was all prolonged
About this
C'mon & sing along
You're my only f*cking one
Your name is rolling off my tongue
Play that jazz
Talk all that shit

This a ballad, not your fault
Can't keep fronting that you're wrong
You're my only wonderwall
Who the f*ck would thought about this
Who the f*ck would thought about this, like this
This a ballad, not your fault
Can't keep fronting that you're wrong
You're my only wonderwall
Who the f*ck would thought about this