[Intro] Damn, my brand new Benz thinkin' bout my so called friends and why should I make amends when they crossed the nina and sin again and again and again. I love em dearly, but hear me, they burn severely I'm weary to the point that I really don't want not one of them, none of them near me Did trust you, but whats new for real Yeah, I love you, but fuck you for real
[Chorus] I love you but fuck you, I love you but fuck you i love you but fuck you, kinda strange how you came at me I love you but fuck you, I love you but fuck you i love you but fuck you, things will never be the same with me
I love you but fuck you, I love you but fuck you i love you but fuck you, kinda strange how you came at me I love you but fuck you, I love you but fuck you i love you but fuck you, things will never be the same with me
[Verse 1] Met you at a rock show, November no Octo Took pictures then locked yo numbers and then got low Called you up a lot though, found out that you not ho Several trips to my show, shot me with your cross bow
We used to kick it in packs, whites and blacks triple stacks and fat sacks, we matched, we relaxed to kiss but I never twist 'er, she wished for the better mister I mixed the lady with my kid brother and miss, she became my sister
For a minute but then my lady started recievin' that snitch by the nigga on tour, you wanna be the reason that split You started believin that bitch in San Jose, you gripped what the damn ho say You flipped like a man will stay, no trips, never sanjo pay
We dipped, used to play for you, even used to pray for you never dap cuz you wanted to spit in my face, it was up up up and away for you I hate this, I was real so why fake shit? You lost her, so go fuck them bitches on myspaces
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[Verse 2] Every show was a different face, but these two were from a distant place Followed my tour got a quick embrace, never woulda thought I had to give them space Father and daughter, loved me to death, never cared that blood be the set Just lovin' the Tech, shrugs in regret when I found out papa kinda had the husband effect
Everybody seen it, but I didn't believe it. Everybody got it but never did I receive it His dream was for me to fuck Miss Thing But she looked fifteen, baby girl was nineteen But instead of givin' her dick I rather give her ice cream
Now I'm trippin cuz her pops just tried to auction her off but it turns out he was knockin her off. I had to stop and I cough Cuz that daddy turned out to be the boyfriend Guess he was gettin him a little bit extra when he brought the toys in
Ya lied to me, did it fuck wit the Nina, sure it did Ya'll made me question what ya motive is Don't cry Ally, but my temper was flared and scared also To see ya guess I'll see ya in the crowd like Where's Waldo
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[Verse 3] I love you cuz you married me when I needed therapy Let me move in with you be my wife, you wasn't scared of me But fuck you because you say, if you don't get a job today better kick rock wasn't hard to say when you knew I rap my heart away
I love you cuz you sexy, love you cuz you beautiful Love you cuz way back in the day, you thought that I was suitable But Fuck You, you treated me, stupid and conceitedly I wasn't very smart, but a genius you wanted me to be
I love you cuz you strong, I love you cuz your real Because you forgave me when I cheated and popped them pills But fuck you for bringin' up shit that happened years ago Chances of us gettin back, its gonna take a miracle
You live in the past, I'm givin the gas and cash How many niggas do that without you givin' the ass? And I ask you what other nigga, would step up with the love to give her G's in the house for you and the kids and even for your brother nigga
Enjoy the dough you get, cuz I don't owe you shit You was unhappy wit me, so you split You need to show me some love, ma, and I don't mean that I wanna fuck you Just acknowledge me takin care of you because I'll, I..
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[Tech N9ne] Verse One, I ain't never spoke nothin but highly about you but you gonna believe a bitch you never met, that's hardcore shit baby
Verse Two, I mean, ya'll lied to a nigga I mean, that was foul shit you did, man I don't know what the fuck your motive was but it hurt me real bad cuz I trusted you motherfuckers
Verse Three. I Know I fucked our marriage up But you can't live in the past You either gotta let that shit go, or let me goTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
