Prince Ferg - Treesha Lyrics

Always wanted things to go my way
Days are short man I need a bigger time frame
I write in songs what I really wanna say
Haters watching they want me to go sideways
I just wanna take a trip to Ibiza
Move to LA but I need a Visa
Cop a Tesla I don't want no Kia
Want a rida I don't want no treesha
She told me to leave my bags were already packed
I've had enough dipped out the room and out the house in a flash
I ain't returning
No I ain't ever lookin' back
She tried to text call and find me bitch go send me a fax
She didn't care about the facts she only believe what she wants
None of those statements you can retract bitch move on
Now I'm cruising on the highway go and do it my way
Left you all alone cold and crying on the driveway
The subliminal passive aggressive method that you be reppin'
Bitch you steppin' one too many steps but now you act like you regret
You was never frettin' till funds run low
Had some fun on the low
But now I'm walking out the door
Like a butcher I be cuttin'
Like a butcher you was tryna' take my heart and sell it to the highest bidder bitch you frontin' now you bitter
Cuz you know that I'll never be back
So don't try to apologize that shit just wack ah
Hey
I know we haven't talked in forever
But I just wanted to hit you up and say that i'm sorry for what I did
I really f*cked up and it's not gonna happen again
I really miss you and I want you back in my life
I wanna make this up to you so
Let's hangout this weekend
What do you think
F*ck you girl you f*cking hurt my heart
Now I'm running up a check wishing for a new start
Yeah don't trust bitches D.T.B. that shit is facts
I'm just running up a check I ain't tryna' get u back
I'm so sick of your shit I don't wanna deal no more
Now I'm waitin' for the day when I'm gonna f*cking score
I don't really mean you're a bitch but you really f*cked up
But my whole teams got my back that's enough
I thought that you were mine but you went and f*cking played me
How did I hold up it was almost on the daily
All these hoes around me yeah it had me super stressed
Got my mind going crazy yeah I almost was depressed
You had me f*cked up I didn't know what to do
But now I'm done with your shit I'm just saying f*ck you
I gave you my all and you took it for granted
Now that I'm moving on you're coming back for chances
Now you're the one who's gettin' all frantic
Always wanted things to go my way
Days are short man I need a bigger time frame
I write in songs what I really wanna say
Haters watching they want me to go sideways
I just wanna take a trip to Ibiza
Move to LA but I need a Visa
Cop a Tesla I don't want no Kia
Want a rida I don't want no treesha