Текст песни
Done wrote a million songs bout you
Rapped about you
Sadly gotta write this song too
Said good things come to an end
But i didnt know you was talking bout you
You was talking bout us
And now you broke my trust
And you left without a bye or good luck
And you left me with this emptiness in my gut
And honestly
I really dont think you give a fuck
About the way you left me
Collecting the dust
Thinking you can slip me under the rug
Then step on me,
Leave my heart crushed
Maybe to you it was all a fantasy
Did you leave or are you just mad at me
You moved on and its really jus sad to see
Thats im the one that really had to be
That stupid mothafucker
Why you treatin me like this
If im the one that shouldve met yo mother
I even met yo fucking brotha
Tryna treat me like a sucka
Tryna trade me for another
But you knowin that you makin the wrong move
You can fuck around and start talking to 5 dudes
But none of them will ever treat you better than i do
Cuz you knowin that if you was fallin, i got you
And none of them will ever know you just like i knew
But i guess all that im really tryna say
You had a million reasons to mothafuckin stay
Wouldve had anotha if you had seen me today
I guess we met at the wrong time
Buts thats okay
