Lời bài hát F*****g Fans
I'm still working on me
And I'm coming back better for you
Most times it was my selfishness
And your helplessness
That I took advantage of
You sit in the house
And I be out
And I know you're worried uh
And you try and block it out
I'm so sorry
For letting you down
I should've came home
Came home sooner
You'd probably still be there if I
Came home love you like
I treat ya
You'd still be there
My girl my lil' baby speechless
You'd still be there baby
I'm still working on me
And I'm coming back with a plan
And there's money
In my hand baby
You said I was fucking up
When I was out here fucking fans damn
And it made you look crazy
Made you seem made you feel
It was crazy
While you sit in the house
I be out and you
Stay worried about me
Ayy yeah
Nights when I just needed
To hold somebody
Feeling overwhelmed
Should've told somebody
Picture and it's me sending
Chills through your body
I just probably should've chilled
'til I saw you
How am I supposed to get
To know somebody
Nigga left his 20s
And I still wanna party
I can not be trusted on
My own with nobody
I can not be
If we broke it off
Then you know it wasn't painless
If she got a watch
Then you know it's not a stainless
I was out here fucking fans
I was shameless
Yeah and I know that
You was at the crib reading stories
That they sent you
Most of that was bullshit
But some of it I did do
Hard for me to justify
The women I was into
Especially when the
Whole entire world
Wished they had you
Then I locked the door
That night in Vegas
'cause I had to
Then I had a kid even though
I never planned to
I cannot imagine
When your girls gave you that news
I know that
Probably made you want to hit
The streets on everything
Probably made you want to
Pour bleach on everything
Probably made you
Want to kill me on everything
Yeah trust I know that
Dialing I'ma say two zero one four
'cause you're on the same shit
That you was on before
I know you're not happy girl
Everybody know
Could see it in
Your boyfriend eyes at the show
Don't tell me let it go
I'm a letting go pro
You don't wanna grow
But we gotta outgrow
Went six digits on
The lock screen code
You crack into that ho
And it's gon' be a lot of smoke
We both getting rich
But the trust getting broke
Tear me down with words
But I know that's how you cope
Cover up a lot
Can't cover up your soul
Know you're not happy
Girl everybody know
