Blame The Ex Lyrics

I had a thing for you I admit it

It wasn't head over heels

Wasn't looking for rings for you I admit it

It was still real to me

Enough to say I would change for you I admit it

Maybe one day, if we had stayed

But we ain't make it past the limit

Could've blamed

All my exes

Past tense messing with my present

If it wasn't love it was a lesson

Demons in my life I thought were blessings

Curse me out

Fuck me up

Do me in

Say I deserve it

Even after all the hard times still think my time with you was more than worth it

Your homegirls talk down on you, they are not lying but you don't deserve it

I see you for your potential

Not for circumstances that are standing current

Yea

Yea

You better than that

You working it up

You reading at home and learning your stuff

You modeling for niggas I know, it's hard but I let you do what you want

We link up on a Saturday when normally I would be out at the club

Turnt up

Yea yea
Turnt up

Yea yea

Turnt up

Turnt up

Turnt up

Yea yea

I would rather be in the crib with you
Would rather cook out the fridge with you

Would rather find something to binge with you

I'd always choose you

Yea

I had a thing for you I admit it

I was single then but never quite alone I admit it

I was tryna juggle numbers in my phone I admit it

But I hate to text and normally get disappointed by sex

And normally

Could've blamed

All my exes

Past tense messing with my present

If it wasn't love it was a lesson

Demons in my life I thought were blessings

Should apologize, I used you

I used you

I never planned to choose you

Wasn't over her at all, I used you

Blame me, blame me, blame me

Gotta tell it to myself

You ain't fucking with me now and the only one to blame is myself

Had you thinking you were mine whole time I was plotting on someone else

Someone I said I was over

Cappin to you like a soldier

Feeding you a little faith cause I liked you and wanted to hold you over

Saw you at the bnb it was too deep, act like I ain't know ya

Didn't wanna get caught up

Had you outside in Westwood hoping that nobody saw us

Blame me, blame me, blame me

Hate to say I'm just a man cause my momma raised me to be more than that

Raised me to never cheat, never sleep and creep, never be a whore in fact

I be using not cheating as the definition of me being good to you

Really that's the bare minimum

Not me and Yogi being synonyms

Putting money in your possession so you forget the shit I did to ya

During arguments I'm innocent but thinking back on it I'm criminal

Blame me, blame me, blame me

It's quite okay

I'll let you have your way I'm finished with the selfish state