Perils In The Life of a Side Piece (FNA)

[Intro]
...he ain't gon find out
...I ain't gon tell him, I ain't gon tell him
I-I'll be your dirty little secret

[Verse 1]
Shorty told me that she broke up with her man for me (why the fuck did you do that?)
So I start calling
That's some side nigga shit, that's some "my nigga" shit
I ain't tryna be your main, we can slide for a bit
Scoop me from the crib, we can ride for a bit
Get a good meal, maybe vibe for a bit
But I ain't tryna be shit but a mistake
A break from a nigga that be always in your face
Cause I'm not the one to take your main nigga place
Cause nah, that ain't really my style
Movin kinda fast baby, said your movin kinda fast girl
Me? I'm tryna make the moment last girl
Said you movin kinda fast
But I'm not the type to provide for that ass
So you toot it and boot it, then take it back to him
I hit it and quit it and then you boo him, like

[Hook]
He ain't gon find out, I ain't gon tell him
I'll be your dirty little secret
I'm a drug you can quit anytime like
I'll feed into all your regrets
Part time lover and shit, we can keep it undercover and shit
But he ain't gon find out, I ain't gon tell him
I'll be your dirty little secret

[Verse 2]
You can lay on my chest like you sometimes do
Tell me the shit he does that I would probably do too
I just lay back, I ain't even gotta act
Cause we both know I'm not shit
First time you said, yeah, the guilt made you nauseous
Came back coughin, you could tell that I was toxic
Not here to discuss loss with
Forgot something at my house? Well...
You better tell him that you lost it
Like your ring? (I lost it)
Your panties? (Uh, tossed it?)
Your hair? (Uh, mosh pit?)
Your socks? (Nigga, get off it!)
You tell him that you faithful, but you lyin
But you know I'm not the knot you should be tyin
I'm the unattached string that be flyin in the wind
Your unraveled piece of knot, I guess I'm a loose-end
I guess I'm a win-win
Cause we could smash, then we'd talk
Like I'm your gay best friend

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Just know I've been hurt before
I escaped the pain, I don't get hurt no more
Escaped the fire, so I don't get burnt no more
Burnt my heart so it can't hurt towards
I'm just chasing girls that don't want my heart
That don't want my love or any space in my art
They just want different shit, when he's a dick and shit
I never have to care or be interested
I'll be interesting, give em compliments
Even though them shits empty, hide the hollows with plenty
Fill the hollows that's empty, emptiness is so tempting
Who sent me?
No really, who the fuck sent me...
Your man's hella confused I'm not a nigga in a Bentley
I ain't no super buff nigga, weigh a buck twenty
I'm just a ain't-shit-nigga that on a blue bike
So yo ass must not really been doing shit right

[Hook]