Why you keep blowin' my phone up askin’ me questions you don't want the answers to?
I know you had somebody else back when we were still fuckin', can’t even be mad at you
I know that you thinkin' this all 'cause you left me, I fucked up and pourin' these bottles up
I'd rather be sad and be single than bein' with you cause it ain't like you gave a fuck
Now its no love for a thug, was in the cut like a bacteria
On my way to the bank I be crackin' up
All these niggas they faces be serious
Keep my circlе real tight like a Cheerio’
By the way I alrеady made Honey nut
I just fucked up a check but I’m still up
Yeah, I hate you to death but I still fuck, damn