Wish Em Well, Pt. 2 Lyrics

Sitting here arguing, why the fuck it even matter?

When we was two kids, we was so in love, I put your love above me, you recognized the pattern

Reminisce on them times before my heart was shattered

Fuck my ex, move on to something badder

Turn around, that ass been getting fatter

Fresh new glock, will make a nigga scatter

She wanna count up my pockets, the bag, right

Foreign baby, hold hands right

Don't wanna let you down

When I cut you off, now you move like a fan, like

Acting different when I touch a band

That ass clap to the sound of my hands

That dick touching your soul, so you ran

I can't cuff her, that's not in my plans

Every time that you go tell a lie, and be trying to deceive me

Plus all the times you be trying to mislead me

You think you can read me, and then I go ghost, and now you wanna see me

Used to flip tables and just try to please me

So I would forget that you be tryna to leave me

Blocked on all socials, I'm just trying to focus, cause you used to tease me

You used to everything going your way

You used to me begging just for you to stay

You be so childish, stuck up in your ways

But bitch, I'm a superstar, I'ma be great

Can't even lie, I fell in for your bait

Only three weeks went by, and now you trying to flake

You told a lie, and you up in my face

Now I keep a burner by me, on my waist

Think that you got me, and that's why you laugh

Not gonna lie, I want to double back

But that'll be stupid, I'ma talk the facts

Treat me like shit, she stuck up in the past

Now let's talk these facts

Think that I owe you one, when I let you pass

I let you slide while knowing all the facts

Last January was fucking with a nigga named Moe

Knew the whole time you was trying to cap

You told a story about another nigga

Think I was gon' spin through Harlem, trying to kill him

But the whole time, your fingers on the trigger

I stayed like a dummy, didn't want to risk her

You ain't more than a woman, trying to back and forth

You rock the boat, this love I'm not gonna force

At your best, you come over just to fuck and smoke

But now you a float in air I'm trying to roll

Don't wanna let myself down, no

Now I be smoking by pounds, dope

Wishing that I never found this hoe

But shawty be going four rounds, though

Now my heart up in the ground, broke

She double back, I ain't sad no more

Like I tote that knock, watch my back, for sure

She gon' diss on her finsta, that sad lil whore

Sitting here arguing, why the fuck it even matter?

When we was two kids, we was so in love, I put your love above me, you recognized the pattern

Reminisce on them times before my heart was shattered

Fuck my ex, move on to something badder

Turn around, that ass been getting fatter

Fresh new glock, will make a nigga scatter

She wanna count up my pockets, the bag, right

Foreign baby, hold hands right

Don't wanna let you down

When I cut you off, now you move like a fan, like

Acting different when I touch a band

That ass clap to the sound of my hands

That dick touching your soul, so you ran

I can't cuff her, that's not in my plans

Yeah

I can't cuff her, that's not in my plans

Like tell that new nigga, you suck me no hands

And that cuffing was not in the plans

Like you wanna play in this shit, so let's dance

You wanna play in this shit, so let's

You wanna play in this shit, so let's