- Genre:Soul
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Talkin' shit like I shoot all these boys shootin' act you put them on a tee
But I don't even slang iron overqualified for the little leagues
But one thing about me, Imma slang that wood like the MLB
But I wasn't good enough, I was pilin' up to many minor things
Swangin like 45, bounce back like 23
Never said I wanna be like Mike, but you treat me like a who's he
All the fights I let you have, even when I fought back like Bruce Lee
I was tryna choose peace, but on paper I look like the loose leaf
But the problem wasn't just me
I let you work on you, it's old news, but how the issues fell on me
Tried to work on myself, now you say I'm only worried about me
Sittin' on the situations I ain't understand
Girl, I'm not Jesus, tried to ignore it
But I seen through both eyes, we was not a we
The truth hurts, not me
Gave it all I got, but it also got to me
You said it's all about me, but how it's all about me
When I wasn't your top guy, barely felt like top three
But you say it's me, me, me
How my phone blowin' up about when I cut you like gas lines, womp womp
Mixed signals got me charged up when you tryna gas slight, womp womp
Wasn't even gettin' good mornings anymore after bad nights, womp womp
But at least I faced accountability while we only saw ya backside
With me, you was such a good woman, I would ignore your bad side
I ain't actin' like I was perfect, but when you left, you didn't act right
Treated me just like I wasn't shit, like I only brought you bad vibes
Loved you better than some bloodline and that's period, you could've pad Ty
Pirated my heart and soul like a peg-leg like a patched eye
I still get labeled the bad guy, still took it, never asked why
Lost plenty Zs about this shit, for example, last night
When it's been years, least I learned more ways to pass time
You the one still in close contact with my friends tryna i-spy
Feed them bullshit in some munch like they think you ice spice
They all comin' from the same place, kinda says a lot on my type, now I'm up and outside
And you hurtin' for attention, but I ain't your lifeline, not me
I let you work on you, it's old news, but how the issues fell on me
Tried to work on myself, now you say I'm only worried about me
Sittin' on the situations I ain't understand
Girl, I'm not Jesus, tried to ignore it
But I seen through both eyes, we was not a we
The truth hurts, not me
Gave it all I got, but it also got to me
You said it's all about me, but how it's all about me
When I wasn't your top guy, barely felt like top three
But you say it's me, me, me