Q & A(I'm Sorry Pt. 2) Lyrics

Why you trippin'? acting like the victim? Acting like you had my back? acting like you

Saw my vision? Painting me out as the villain? keeping the

Truth hidden? When people ask about what happened, why you

Tell them fiction, huh?

Girl, I got questions and I'm gonna need some answers

Does the truth keep you up at night or eat at you like cancer?

And what's your type?

Is it the rappers or the dancers or the gangsters?

You responded with the laughter, Think my crew is who you after

Why you tryna flip it, make it seem like you're the victim?

When you know just why I did it, you're the cause and you're the reason

We were flawed but now you're so cerebral, making it seem like I'm evil

Everybody thinking I'm a demon, cut your wrist and now you bleeding

This might push you to depression, you already got obsessions

All this hurting and this stressing wasn't none of my intentions

Ups and downs like we playing tennis, now there's tension

I'm just asking myself some questions like

Why you trippin'? acting like the victim?

Acting like you had my back? Acting like you saw my vision?

Painting me out as the villain? Keeping the truth hidden?

When people ask about what happened, why you tell them fiction, huh?

Girl, I got questions and I'm gonna need some answers

Does the truth keep you up at night or eat at you like cancer

What's your type? Is it the rappers or the dancers or the gangsters

You responded with the laughter, Think my crew is who you after

You a hoe, I ain't bout to sugarcoat

Thinking I'll apologize, well not this time I won't

Compromise my state of mind

I can't let you mine, deep inside the soul of mine

I probably won't be told even if you found gold

You looked me in my eyes and said that you'll be honest

Told me more lies, girl, now that was fucking torment

Walking all over me like a doormat

Ripped my heart out, now it's bout to be a bloodbath

I'm on a fucking warpath

put my trust in a hun,Fuck it, I'm done

Go and grab my gun, we about to have fun

I'm suggesting that you run, the game has just begun

Pray for mercy like a nun, you ain't getting none

But why you trippin'? acting like the victim?

Acting like you had my back?

Acting like you saw my vision?

Painting me out as the villain? Keeping the truth hidden?

When people ask about what happened, why you tell them fiction, huh?

Girl, I got questions and I'm gonna need some answers

Does the truth keep you up at night or eat at you like cancer

And what's your type? Is it the Rappers? or the Dancers? or the Gangsters?

You responded with the laughter

Think my crew is who you after