Drew A Picasso 作词 : A. Graham/John Alexander Hyszko/E. Brown/T. Lumpkins/P. Campbell/K. Karimi/D. Wägner/N. Shebib/S. sisay 作曲 : A. Graham/John Alexander Hyszko/E. Brown/T. Lumpkins/P. Campbell/K. Karimi/D. Wägner/N. Shebib/S. sisay You cannot find no one better than this Tryna do right by you, but, we can't mess I try, takin' three months, we back ****in' again After you say we not ****in' again Never say, "Never," just say what it is Act like you need to make sure what it is We didn't [?] Don't make me bring out the racks again You're toothbrush [?] Damn, how many days has it been? Swear that it's different, not genuine Mvin' like Swoop and you're Charlie Brown Feel like you're tryna dog the kid You're mine, too many reasons why I can't picture you with him That's just so embarasin', I want to die, to die Swear that I wanted you back then Waitin' on you like a backеnd You bad as ****, ain't no cappin' Statements you claimed nеver happened This can't be the shit that you doin' to me All of them nights we was slidin' around Told me what niggas was doin' to you, that's the same shit that you doin' to me You in the city, you laid up with him While I'm on the road with no one to see There's no way You can 'Cause, you cannot find no one better than this Tryna do right by you, but, we can't mess I try, takin' three months, we back ****in' again After you say we not ****in' again Probably could've made it work again, if I Was man enough to tell you you was wrong Man enough to not put it in a song For the worse, sing along Man enough, I could've told you on my own Man enough to admit that Paragraph was sent last night, yeah, I probably should've never sent that And, when you layin' on your stomach only time I ever wanna get my lick back How the outsiders know the inside? They was never supposed to get that, nah And, that's just so embarasin', I want to die, to die Ayy, I'm the one that you was wishin' for when you was married That tale wasn't much of a fairy Christmas, it wasn't at Mary's You trophy to me like the Lary Ayy, I'm the one that you was wishin' for Ayy, I'm the one that you was wishin' for In Miami, and, the owls with me, like they just put my ex in Gryfindor Mouth dry, over twenty that I never bother gettin' no prescription for Steve sayin' that you miss me, and, I won't say it to you, but, I miss you more Said we got eachother back, then you put the knife in it like the kitchen door Way I'm feelin' on this album, really took it easy on you, could've written more If the shoe was on the ofther foot and it was me, it would've been gorilla war Since you know I got a soft spot for you, this has turned into a civil war Artists hittin' on you, broke as ****, I swear, them niggas probably live in Singapore The athlete that you rollin' with, I saw his game last night, he didn't score ****, I gotta show you a little more Show you spots you never been before It's ****ed up that we was goin' once, and, now, you're goin' twice like a biddin' war Why you act like just 'cause I go to the strip club, girl, that I don't love you? You still listenin' to R Kelly in the whip, babygirl, and, I don't judge you I'ma end this shit and let the 40 beat play before snap And, Bobbie Trap throwin' more bills than your baby daddy trap Yeah, grrah