It’s like you only fight with me just to hear yourself talk
Especially when you so evil
Ima go fuck all your friends
Why you gotta bring up that old shit
I’m just a dude with a decent flow
Now were even, now we’re even
Getting back together how you dying to try
I’ma go fuck all your friends
Cause something in you still scaring me, i’m thinking it’s a little psychosis
… or at least go and talk to somebody

You get so heated like you sleep up in a sauna

I mean why you gotta be on that ho shit
I don’t even need no handshake from your new man i mean for damn sake
Speak heat over beats the emcee i know
Had 99 problems you were damn near all of ‘em
Keep sending me all those diatribes
Well, sub tweet till your thumbs week
Ho please, we know
Go and reach the elite to beach we go
All that Dilaudid, got your eyes red like piranhas
[Verse 2]
Probably go and get some therapy, least maybe little life coaching
[Hook 1]
Then turn around and you lying about guys
Keeps saying how she’s innocent, talks about she’s so intimate
Young girl with an old soul
That you fucked whole time well an eye for an eye
It’s hard to rationalize when you turn pre-madonna
Cellar Door
[Verse 1]
[Hook 2]
I know it’s hard to stomach, had to keep it 100
Look I don’t even know how we lost control
Get revenge, get revenge
Get revenge
But when it comes to you i’m like a surgeon, who’s hands shaky
Or text back after each show
Or these ho’s need Buddha, or a least shit a higher dosage
With new guys but still finds time just to constantly vent on the internet
Ugh, these ho’s need Jesus, or these ho’s new Moses
But you asked for it
You should probably get back on that shit
Get revenge
I guess you think I lost all focus
Guess i’m at my last straw

And I swear this shit got worse once you got off your Zoloft
I guess you think I wouldn’t notice
I don’t deal with these people
Then act surprise when you get a rise, i mean no shit, bitch you know this
And come back settle down to a decent home
I don’t even know how we lost all hope
Because shit was all good just a week ago
You hung your own self, I just showed you were that rope is
Try to distract with a magic act, disappear so I wrote this
Sick of being your punching bag, it’s like fuck this hag
I lack patience

Sick of being your rag doll
Keep typing and writing about how you was right but won’t get a response out of me no
Im a be honest, It’s so beyond us
[Verse 3]