5 Page Letter

Lyrics

[Intro] 28 shit ​​preHISTORIC [Verse 1] Yeah, you know how this shit goes How that shit goes so tell 'em (Man tell them) Is she don't run when you run Fuck her, my man, can't help it (Just leave her) Put your heart back in your little bitch ass chest Nigga, don't sweat it (You good) My nigga, I get it (You good) My nigga, I get it You can't sleep at night next to her Say I can't do it (I feel you) But you can't pay the rent by yourself What the fuck are you doin' (Fuck is you doin') Every time you try to talk her out It feels like you losin' (Feels like you losin') No point to send no text, she vexed She's stressed, it's gruesome (It's ugly) I kept it chill, I kept it cool, you kept it ruthless You blocked all my paths, drained all my gas Seized all my movements Got in my brain, multiplied pain You think I'm stupid? (You think I'm stupid?) You think I'm stupid? (You think I'm stupid?) Yeah, you right, you'd be better off by yourself (Just be lonely) 'Cause I need help, you need help, we all need help I ain't sayin' this in so long, but when I'm gone (What?) [Chorus] Don't be writin' me no, five page letter Filled with your lies, I'm not that kind, feed it to another guy I'm good on your sideways steppin', bitch you mine And my comments lined, you ain't help me shine So don't write me no, five page letter Filled with your lies, I'm not that kind, feed it to another guy I'm good on your sideways steppin', bitch you mine And my comments lined, you ain't help me shine [Verse 2] Jacked up the price Now I think they all know (Oh my god, I think I see it) I set a new bar Just so I could dodge yours (Oh my god, I think I see it) I'm too hot, not lookin' for a snow cone I just want a bad bitch, but they all Instagram hoes I'm good, I'm good Yeah, I think I'm finna past by (I'm straight) Sorry, I don't want you, bitch, I'm too hype I'm good, I'm good And your attitude is too dry (I'm straight) Sorry, I don't want you, bitch, I'm too hype [Chorus] Don't be writin' me no, five page letter Filled with your lies, I'm not that kind, feed it to another guy I'm good on your sideways steppin', bitch, you mine And my comments lined, you ain't help me shine So don't write me no, five page letter Filled with your lies, I'm not that kind, feed it to another guy I'm good on your sideways steppin', bitch, you mine And my comments lined, you ain't help me shine