No more sorries, something you just can´t afford Really, I need, I need something that is yours
I know this love thing really don´t come with awards Put you on airplanes, nothin´ else to do when you get bored, oh, oh Know you from overseas, but, girl, receive the way I´m brought up Take me back to Greece or back to Sweden if I get caught up I still wake up from dreams, I seen my nigga on a stretcher I get high as I can to hide the real feelings I shelter
Runnin´ so fast I ain´t done havin´ to hold myself Then I go and get faded Reminiscin´ ´bout the times
When you was claimin´ you got me Keep it steppin´ like I knew that tone
It´s the same women, we just in a different city I bought my first Rollie, it felt like a Richard Mille (Richard Mille) And later on, I found out I was bad at healin´
I caught you peekin´ through the blinds You trippin´, what´s with all the sunshines? But I see through you, you be movin´ transparent Just like Magic Johnson That lipo got you lookin´ so fye Girl, you don´t even act like yourself no more And, bae, he ain´t even your type Do you think that I´m hatin´?
You syringe your lips, they look amazin´ You always rockin´ beads around your waistband Keep talkin´ about me fuckin´ somebody that you follow on the app In real life, you ain´t even they friend Better text your ex that caught you cheatin´ and put his hands on you So when he hit you, you gave him a pass Said it was your fault he fought you But he stabbed you back, make sure your knife clean, it´ll dawn on you When you outside talkin´, he try to take the purses back he bought you Bae, I ain´t no interior decorator, I don´t do no pillow talkin´ You had got my name tatted, it been a year we ain´t been talkin´ Got somebody new, he expectin´ you to get that lasered off you
You still ain´t got it covered up yet
No more sorries, something you just can´t afford Really, I need, I need something that is yours I know this love thing really don´t come with awards Put you on airplanes, nothin´ else to do when you get bored, oh, oh Know you from overseas, but, girl, receive the way I´m brought up Take me back to Greece or back to Sweden if I get caught up I still wake up from dreams, I seen my nigga on a stretcher I get high as I can to hide the real feelings I shelter
Runnin´ so fast I ain´t done havin´ to hold myself Then I go and get faded Reminiscin´ ´bout the times When you was claimin´ you got me Keep it steppin´ like I knew that tone