Tiana's Story Lyrics

See, recently I had a talk with an old friend

She told me things I needed to hear about my own self

Not to say that she was right

But the lies made me realize you'll never be enough for the wrong girl

See Bamila, I know you got some issues but honestly I'm tired of your shit Bamila

You don't even fit my dream Bamila

And I'm not tryna be mean Bamila

Cause one day you acting normal, the next, you're being cold

Do you need to be told to realize you're getting old

You're not a child anymore, I got my own issues to deal with

Don't be selfish expecting me to always take care of your feelings

The other day, you said I wasn't checking up on you?

Well you weren't checking up on me too

You don't even do anything for me, you're so selfish

Do you ever think about the fact that I have my own issues too

Every single thing I felt for you is gone

I know you love to think that you're still the one

But I got some crazy news for you my bro

Don't give a fuck anymore, leave if you wanna go

For real you don't wanna know the things I'm feeling on a low

I'm not gonna let you mess with this heart of gold

How can you be so selfish yet pretend to love me

I'm sick of you of stressing me out, just go ahead and block me

How dare you open up your selfish mouth to say you want me

When all you ever did was put your fucking self above me

When all you ever did was disrespect me out in public

When all you ever did was bore me with talks that you love me

Did you ever send me flowers Bamila?

I don't care about your notes, you're just a liar Bamila

Who gives a fuck about your music? Get your shit together

I don't wanna hear anything about your stupid potentials

I don't care about your therapy

How dare you even raise your fucking voice at me

It's not your fault sha, I'm the one who is to blame

Should have listened to my friends when they said you'd bring me shame

You must think that this a game, but Bamila not again

I have better things to do than to argue with a lame

Yeah I said it, you're a lame

I know your bitches don't tell you the truth, you're insane

Don't you ever think me and your stupid bitches are the same

Egocentric, egotistical, selfish, hypocritical

Manipulative, insensitive, and you illogical

You're not the first person to go through trauma

So if you need somebody to love you as you are, call your mama

Call your friends, call your bitches, call whoever you want

Don't cry on my shoulders or in my arms like you're my son

You want me to give you warmth? You must be crazy or dumb

I'm telling you Bamila, you can decide if we're done or not

Not being defensive at all, we all got our own flaws

We all go through things that make gravity keep us on the floor

Everybody got some issues that they dealing with

But at the same time everybody's pain is legitimate

I blame my past for the way that I turned

The women that I didn't love, all the bridges I burned

For what it's worth, you can call me anything you want

But never a bad friend, lover, brother or son