Like it's nothing to ya Don't you put me back down But you're still picking me up Don't put me back down like it's nothing to ya You're still picking me up You didn't give a fuck Underneath everything that's between Yeah, I'm undone, I'm 'bout to burst

I didn't know, baby, I didn't know 'Cause I didn't know, baby, I didn't know But this time, this time Oh, I'm sorry Yeah, I'm sorry Alright, I admit it I fucked up this time, yeah, I did it Always arguing cause you a critic

Light it, uh Light it up, uh The whole, city is mine, prettiest Don I don't like the way P. Diddy did Shyne with different lawyers Why it's mentioned in my rhymes? Fuck it, it's just an intro Hate it or love it, like it bump it or dump it Writing, across

If you don't like what I'm saying then buck Swing when you see me we can throw them hands sucker If you didn't notice nigga, I don't give a fuck If I said it then I meant it and what fuck nigga You don't want to see the triggerman bust Hit you and your

What the hell did I do to deserve all of this? Gimme any reason not to fuck you up I'm cold I'm ugly I'm always confused by everything I can stare into a thousand eyes But every smile hides a bold faced lie It itches it seethes it festers and breathes

It all gets kinda hazy when your heart's fucked up It all started with a broken heart Red heels on the table and I didn't care I got high to forget you, I got high real hard It all started with girls on boys It all started with girls on boys, girls on

Your friend was prayin On our downfall baby Swear she was waitin I know I more than fucked up Now I feel stupid Why would I do this She smiling in your face She ain't know no better but I did Poor decision making for the kid

Now I'm not really one for drinking songs but Don't wanna think about you right now Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh 'Cause if I did, it would be damn bad And I'd show up at your house I was screaming at your door Saying "what the fuck is wrong with you?" I thought

F&N (F&N), F&N (F&N) F&N (F&), F&N (F&N) Fuck around, parked the 'Vette and didn't even get back in it ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob Redbone bitch, yeah, like Hi-Tech, yeah How do I dress? Yeah, like my flesh, yeah Soon as I roll up, put my doors up Go'n head,

Didn't I, my dear? But it was not your fault but mine And it was your heart on the line I really fucked it up this time Weep for yourself, my man, You'll never be what is in your heart Weep little lion man, You're not as brave as you were at the start