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what was we expecting since day one, it was a fantasy dream
and to this day, thats where it stands, havent talked in a while
matter fact i dont think we can even speak, lets just say
were not on good terms, i made it worse when i went off
one night when she wanted to patch old scars
instead of takin the pain and accepting that i was the bad guy
it went back all around, my anger got out
and that lead us to never speaking again, we went from everynight
to no longer, even paying attention, how tf did we go
from painting pictures, to being lil petty bitches
even my niggas dont get it, i mean a couple got heartbroken once
but they cant get it like me, they dont know what really happen
hell most niggas cant relate, it must feel great
falsely being heart broken, to fuck women
and how dare some bitches pretned they know wha i feel
burnin my old pictures, damn she was cold hearted
but i cant blame her, i cheated once, something i wish
i never did, honestly i regret it, cause honestly
i was blinded to even see her flaws, i think thats the best
part of being in love, u cant see what kind of person they are
sex confuses ur brain, and now u got a imagine of perfection
when u look at their face, but reailty check
its just the face of depression, daddy issues, and money trouble
which leads her to meet bad man, who will only use her
but she takes the money anyway, she takes the bad shi to heart
and lets the money heal the wounds, fuck therapy sessions
apparently that still isnt enough, meds help but she says fuck it anyways, she rather die than clean her room
its a mess from start to finsih, how she expect to move out
when she burns her money, on pointless shi
that was the shi, i couldnt see when i was deep in her guts
im ashame half of the things she did and said
forced me to be apart of something i didnt know
i was a virgin and new comer, i miss the old me a lil
but he dead inside already, time to say goodbyes
i never got a second chance, of becoming a better man
now i look where iam, funny me and her aint see it this way
its problaby better, she moving on, finding new friends
cause god knows she cant keep a ground
i mean last time i check, it never works, jealousy and inserucity
takes over and leads to friends groups, becoming fake sessions
with other bitches, who scheming, and talkin bad behind ur back
if u got shi to say, than say it to the face bitch
puff ur chest out, ur the big man now, i wish i was the bigger person
in all these types of siuations, when i was deep in relations
with couple of women, who were badding a eye
when it came to my part, cause i wasnt the best
my words were scattle all over, never found the right word or phrase
which made us a phase, our old faces aint recoginzeable
our conversation arent talkable, and everybody jus telling us
the same thing, that only brings us closer together
if only they knew, the biggest picture inside, that was tearing apart
every night we decided to fight, the first thing we did was decide
its best to cover our problems, in love, that quickly started to fade
when her attitude started to change, shouldve heard the things she said, left me broken inside, do yk what its like to wanna cry outside
but cant break ur imagine, ur ego will never, so u pretend ur ok
friends and family only get the jist, but never the twist
- Genre
- lofi trap