Knowing you seen what I did
Know that you hearing about me, I know your new nigga be peeping the way that I live
Knowing you noticed that none of them cowards is me, if they tried, you know that they mid
Knowing them niggas be cap, right under your nose, that karma for days that you did
You know you supposed to be home, know you supposed to be close to my rib
I don't believe you, needing more people these days
So many questions, heart on my sleeve, I'm not tryna drown but I'm deep in my ways
I should've left the minute we stopped being friends, I guess I was feeding my pain
This summer, I lit up a couple of blocks
A menace, it's written all over my face
I dare you niggas try to
Dare somebody try to tell me I'm wrong
I know you bumping Summer, SZA and Jhene
I know that they giving you life in them songs
I know you thinking you finding some solace in matching your heels with the Louis Vuitton
I know you think that a come up is getting them DMs from rappers or maybe LeBron, but you at a loss
Posting pics wit your buns out, when the sun's out, with some sunscreen
Doing what I want now, seeing what a pimp sees, like I'm Bun B
You gone let pride hold you over, but you and I know one thing
When it's all said and done, when the war's won, there could only be one me
Need to put my phone down to get over you
Can't get you out my head, yea
Running through my head
Another bitch up in my bed
I can't get over you
Not the way that these sheets spread
Get under to get over
Between another bitches legs
I can't get over you
Yea, get you out my head, yea, running through my head
Another bitch up in my bed
I can't get over you
Not the way that these sheets spread
Get under to get over
Between another bitches
F*cked up thoughts, the way that you see me
Told you I loved you, you didn't believe me
You wanted it all and got too greedy
It led to our fall, my interest receding
Heard you was round the city
You heard I was getting too litty
You heard I was f*ckin with a bitch too pretty
You petty, I saw all your envy
We stayed too long, you draining me empty
This dick made of gold, you leaking and twitching
I come for your soul, I been demented
Fighting them battles, we been in them trenches
Yea
I been imprinted, nah, you can't forget this
My taste expensive, and you never lived this
Yea that thing softer than a rose petal
I just been through shit and know better
I'm just trying to keep my nose down
Trying to make my money grow better
Never really been the type for love letters
But, this is mine to you
Dealt with a lot, but like you, it's few
Yea, I need to put my phone down to get over you
Yea, get you out my head, yea
Running through my head
Another bitch up in my bed
I can't get over you
Not the way that these sheets spread
Get under to get over
Between another bitches