Your type

I don’t know how you see me
But I got my flaws and all relationship ain’t easy
Our complex the perfect sex I know I regret to easy
And I regret every second I let the way you treat me
You got to fucking greedy
Gave you my all and tried to trust you and you was still needy
Guess you can’t help it, you to selfish you tried to mislead me
The dumbest bitch up in this bitch the way you must see me
Because I take you back every time you leave me
Gave you a shoulder to cry on and a ear to listen
And never gave a damn about no else opinion
They won’t you for your chicken
But I see different visions
It really hurt that I got to leave and love you from a distance
Leave me the fuck alone
And stop calling my phone, texting me
Talking bout where did we go wrong
Cause I hate it when I call you don’t pick up your phone
Saying I’m trippin in and I’m bitchin askin me what am I on
Hoe you wrong
Got drinking out da bottle wit no chaser
Getting cute to be on mute thinking I’m gone to see you later
Promise to keep it real but instead you getting faker
By the muthafuckin minute and the muthafuckin layer
Taking shot after shot it got me calling and texting
Problems they disappear like anytime that we sexting
That only last for second then you lie and lie again
Gotta to stop myself from crying cuz ima muthafuckin trend
When you was texting hoes and taking broads out of state
What if I hit up yo best manz and put this pussy on his face
Since you can’t check those hoes and put them bitch in they place
Put some money on my book for shooting bitches in they face
I really hope that you find somebody that you love
Someone that makes you happy and somebody that you trust
Sorry this ain’t work out I’m really hurt cause this not us
Him, her, and they never mattered it was just posed to been us
Breaking up what we been building
You let them break this up?
Ain’t no faking if they been chasing
On my momma bitch it’s up
Put to much time in you to walk away and just give it up
So I’m fighting like mike Tyson set my mark now you stuck
I knew that you was cheating bro I felt it in my gut
So I popped up at yo spot by myself in Nyla truck
Like wassup