(Lyrics) This is for my listeners that still be missin' her Even though she's got another man dickin' her Or ladies if your man's unfaithful and you insecurr I suggest you turn this up a couple integers She made seem like anything that I tried to be Was never good enough so I bottled it up inside of me Trippin, and act like I'm loving the way you lie to me But really ignorance was product of my sobriety So assalamu alaikum I'll pick em up then I drink em Realize you ain't worth it in 30 seconds of thinking Yeah, now it's big things happening So she wanna come back to a Mac again Man, since they loving what I do in the booth You keep pictures of me and you just to use it for proof But I'm young, so Imma pour this drank inside a red cup And find the women next up I see you driving round town with that fucking scrub And I'm like it's coo baby, it's coo Now you wanna take me back, tell me you're in love And I'm like Bitch move, yeah bitch move Now I'm living good life with women I could wife Imma bring her back with me we gon' have us a good night And take a couple MacBook pics when I'm done with her You must've seen em' while trolling all through my tumbl-er How you turn from dime to a troll And How I turn from a simp to a mac Well I threw all of my loose change under the bridge And I stopped giving a fuck it's as simple as that I know, when she left she probably expected me to follow But now I got a different broad in everywhere that I go Cause I'm good, yeah in fact I'm doing well indeed So it ain't a coincidental that she's telling me