Since you're not around for me to tell you, baby, face to face
I'm writing you this letter, and this is what I have to say
Oh, I really want to use some of your time
Instead of telling lies to someone else's own
You mind what you do for me
And take what you did to me
Since you're not around for me to tell you, baby, face to face
I'm writing you this letter, and this is what I have to say
Oh, I really want to use some of your time
Instead of telling lies to someone else's own
You mind what you do for me
And take what you did to me
We keep on fighting through this phone, you end up cool and now you're dissing me
But secretly you're missing me, our feelings carry history
I'm stubborn, I ain't calling back
You gotta take a journey to the joy
To see me face to face, to talk your * to me
Or we ain't gonna speak again
Sorry, I can't be your friend
You went and told your sister I'm a nutter
Go and leave me then, or look me in my eye and say you hate me to death
But you're gonna say you're sorry, babes, I'm angry, I don't mean the end
And now we're going back and forth, I'm tired, I don't wanna talk
I wanna walk away, cause if I stay, you're gonna think we're cool
You're tryna take me for a fool
You know the problem's big as hell, but as a girl you're gonna think it's small
And I ain't really feeling that, I don't like to feel attached
I got all this money
I got all this money

How the * do I still feel attacked?
People call me crazy in these streets, but I should really tap
She's the type of girl to say she love me just to hear it back
Maniac, so what, now it's getting long
Tell me what the * you want
Tell me what the * you're on
You're sorry if you done me wrong
I don't want your sorry, if I'm honest
I just want you gone and I'ma keep it G
Just stop forgetting where the * I'm from
You already know my toxic trait
I ask you questions just to listen back to what you say
Then ask you in a month, cause all the stories never say the same
I'm looking out for any change because of you
I always tell my niggas, play the * game
You better swerve my * lane
Gave you all these chances, but I get it
I'm the one to blame
I don't want this * fame
I don't even want this name
Tryna block the bad, I see your face
I'm full of * pain
You call me back, just go away
You're playing with my * brain
I don't understand, you treat the driller
Like he's * lame
When I'm the same nigga
Putting dinner on your * plate
Yeah, I got a lot to say, but let me leave it there
I'll take the rest to the * grave
Yeah, man, it's deep
Man, it's real
It's real as *
*, you know