Toxic Love Story Pt. 2

[Intro]
(AP)
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(Yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
Look, what if he?
Huh, what if she?
Huh, what if I?
Nah, what if he?
Look

[Chorus]
What if he told you he been missin' you, ridin' old school?
Bentley coupe, droppin' the top, and let down the whole roof
And he wrote a story called "Toxic Love" in the old booth faded
And now we onto 2 to show you how a nigga made it, he miss you
And if he wasn't so sedated, he would kiss you
Never wanted to flip a page, he the one who miss you
But broken hearts is broken, he brought the page as a tissue
'Cause love overrated (Rated, rated, rated; Ha)
Love overrated (Rated)
Love over (Rated, rated, rated)
And our love over (Rated)
They love over too

[Verse]
But love overrated
Plus, he in Vegas, so he don't wanna talk about the shit that's in the past
And wait, I know that I ain't crazy
Who is she calling baby?
I know the way she walking, I studied her from the back (Back)
Oh, I forgot to mention, no, they ain't come in this bitch together (Uh-uh)
No wonder people looking at they arm for the weather, they can feel the rain (Uh-uh)
But only he, his self, and I can really feel the pain (Uh-uh)
That been lingering through the shade
Hoping this shit get better (Better, better, better)
Stoking from a distance, so enraged
But it's okay, I know this shit get better (Better, better, better)
So buy some flowers for the wait (Uh-uh)
Just to remember, hey
Maybe this shit get better when it's dead and it's gone (Better, better, better)
Wonder if she get wetter from his head or my song?
'Member I wrote a letter, and it lead to a poem ('Member I wrote a letter, letter, letter)
Now I'm stuck here, reminiscing, reciting what's in a song
Ha, gone

[Pre-Chorus]
What if he? (What if he?)
What if she? (What if she?)
Ha, what if I?
And nah, what if he?
And nah

[Chorus]
Ayy, what if he told you he been missin' you, ridin' old school? (Uh-uh)
Bentley Coupe, droppin' the top and let down the whole roof (Uh-uh)
And he wrote a story called "Toxic Love" in the old booth faded (Uh-uh)
And now we onto 2 to show you how a nigga made it, he miss you (Uh-uh)
And if he wasn't so sedated, he would kiss you
Never wanted to flip a page, he the one who miss you (Uh-uh)
But broken hearts is broken, he brought the page as a tissue (Uh-uh)
'Cause love overrated