FTB Video (MV)

All my life I've been a loyal n*gga
Lived by no examples, I grew up without a father figure
Always tryin' to right my fathers wrongs
In this world alone, I use my songs as my pistol trigger
All my life I've been a second option
See a girl I want, I shoot my shot like I'm Klay Thomson
I spoke to her, but we were never talking
Said she had a dude, but I didn't care, like I'm J walking
I got a lot of things on my mind I don't talk about
I got a lot of things goin' on y'all don't know about
But, all y'all see is the Apple watches and phones and the love I put in a song
But that's not all my f**king life's about
I speak the truth on the daily
It's crazy how every lady would phase me 'fore I upgraded
Laid every verse how I wrote it
Emotions, I didn't show it, my love, I just had to hold it cause
You stupid b*tches ain't worthy enough to be loved
You stupid b*tches too dirty for you to be touched
You stupid b*tches too stupid to be yourself
And you change for somebody else, cause he told you that you would be loved
But here I am tryin' to care for you
Here I am, the only n*gga that's there for you
But if I say that you and I should be together
You tell me "the other guy that I'm with, doesn't compare to you"

Yeah, and I mean, I like you, I really do, but
I don't wanna ruin our friendship
All my life I've been looking for someone like you, but
I don't know, it's just confusing

Does he know you like I do?
Does he know how to handle different sides of you?
All of your mood swings, ability to do things better than other b*tches
Make things better when you cry too?
Clearly not cause you run to me when he's f**king up
"UU, I'm tired of trying with him, I'm giving up"
I do whatever I can to try and cheer you up
Then when I want you, you look at me like I'm high as f**k
And honestly, I might be
To think that you could ever be the other half of me
Honestly you might be just as high as me
To think that you can find someone like me, huh, blasphemy
All my love taken for granted, like I've been robbed
I get no benefit for doing other n*ggas jobs
I sit around and wait for bitches like a long line
I'm slick surprised that I can wait when I have no time
Sorry I wasn't enough
Sorry I couldn't do much
Sorry I can't treat you like sh*t like every dude you're in love with
Like every n*gga you're in love with
You're losing me, and you don't even know
If you got with me, you wouldn't ever have to touch a door
You wouldn't have to guess my love, I would let you know
I can't believe what you say, when you never show

F**k these b*tches, f**k these b*tches, n*gga
F**k these b*tches, f**k these b*tches, n*gga
F**k these b*tches, f**k these b*tches, n*gga
F**k these b*tches, f**k these b*tches, n*gga