Yeah yeah Good dude I know you love me like cooked food Even though a nigga got to move like a crook move We was together on the block since free lunch We should'a been together having four seasons brunch We used to use umbrellas to face the bad weather So now we travel first class to change the forecast Never in bunches just me and you I loved your point of view cause you held no punches Still I left you for months on end It's been months since I checked back in We're somewhere in a small town Somewhere locking them all down Wood grained for change armour all down I can understand why you want a divorce now Though I can't let you know it pride won't let me show it Pretend to be heroic that's just one to go with but deep inside a nigga so sick
I can't see em coming down my eyes so I got to make this song cry I can't see em coming down my eyes so I got to let this song cry I can't see em coming down my eyes so I got to make this song cry I can't see em coming down my eyes so I got to make this song cry
On repeat the cd's of big Me and my bitch watching bonnie and clyde Pretending to be that shit empty gun in your hand saying let me see that clip Shopping sprees pull out your visa quick Nigga have very bad credit you helped me lose that quick You helped me get the keys to that v dot 6 We were so happy poor but when we got rich Is when our systems got crossed is when we got flipped Rather mine I don't know what made me leave that shit Make me speed that quick let me see that's it It was the cheese helping bitches get amnesia quick I used to cut up they buddies now they saying they love me Used to tell their friends I was ugly that they wouldn't touch me Then I showed up in that dubbed out buggy Then they got fuzzy and they don't remember that And I don't remember you
I can't see em coming down my eyes so I got to make this song cry I can't see em coming down my eyes so I got to make this song cry Yeah I seen em coming down your eyes so I got to make this song cry I can't see em coming down my eyes so I got to make this song cry
A face of stone with shock on the other end of the phone Word back home was that you had a special friend So what was oh so special then You were given away without getting at me That's your fault how many times you forgiven me How was I to know you was plain sick of me I know the way a nigga living was whack But you don't get a nigga back like that Shit I'm a man with pride you don't do shit like that You don't just pick up and leave and leave me sick like that You was gone with what we had just like that I was just fucking them girls I was gon' get right back They say you can't turn a bad girl good But once a good girl gone bad she's gone forever Mourn forever shit I got to live with the fact I did you wrong forever
I can't see em coming down my eyes so I got to make this song cry I can't see em coming down my eyes so I got to make this song cry I know I seen em coming down your eyes so I got to make this song cry I can't see em coming down my eyes so I got to make this song cry