BREAKEVEN Lyrics

I'm tryna figure out

You got a man, you stuck in my head, now I gotta pick it out

Salty as fuck, started off friends, we changing the season now

Playing my role, breaking the code, I'm tryna get even now

Tryna get even I'm

Fuckin' her best friend

I know that they talk, I know they involved, I know they in group chats

Second of all, the city is small for me, but I got connects

Don't ask for the body count, just remember I'm on it like crew necks

Wondering who next?

Fuckin' her sister

I know her from school, we wasn't that cool, she hang with Alyssa

Filter my image, I wasn't that new to fit in the picture

She got a baby and tryna link, but don't got a sitter

Maybe she bringing him with her

Came in with biker shorts

Making her laugh, she giving me points, I'm checking the scoreboard

Curry for 30, but playing it smart, she know who my ex girl

Talking my shit, I'm rubbing her hair, & saying she beautiful

My nigga, you know the usual

Fuckin' a mo

Let me stop, let me stop, let me stop

Shit too easy, man

Fuck it

Fuckin' her mama

Single as fuck, stay by herself, she been tryna holla

Heavy on trips, she want me to pick, I'm thinking Bahamas

I'm on a cruise, nothing to lose, I say it's a honor

Yeah, spend every dollar

She talk a lot

The only thing I hate is that she got a Android

When I'm in Missionary, she be makin' hella noise

Her daughters came to the crib, pulled up on the boy