BITTERSWEET

Lyrics

[BITTER] Yea aye Maybe I'm still bitter Still real nigga, I'm still realer In person instead of a still picture I still remember you was a hot one I was ya cold nigga I was ya bill splitter I was ya go getter I was ya swipe right, when it was no tinder You was my 5' 5", cause you had short temper I used to drive by when it was November Leaves falling down You can't see me now, I may never come around Look back it now, look at how you shut me down The shit you saying now girl, read that shit out loud How the fuck that sound, man I must look like a clown But fuck it I still feel ya oh I was your pussy killer To break you down and then to build up I was your healer When you was down I'd help you get up, but now But now you bitter We had a switch up, I'm out the picture With no filter, no more attention It's more friction, It's more tension The strangest thing that it is eleven, my phone lit up Say it ain't so, A I K O, I'm triggered Cause you threw me out like I'm litter But I'm bigger than my feelings Through your eyes I'm villain turned side nigga Aye but fuck that maybe I'm still bitter Yea real shit I would still hit her Real nigga shit damn [SWEET] Turn me up I still wish you the best, no reason to flex I would send you a text, but thats just reaching at best I hope this hit you direct, no matter wrong or correct Want you to stay strong when it get as hard as it get Sound like a father and shit Don't know what type of love they calling this shit I guess I'll tell it like a artist and shit This a short life, I'm glad you was a part of this shit And when you need help I hope you get it Hope you find ways of coping with it Don't let it hold your spirit stay focused with it Your independence so consistent Glow vivid with gold pigment No kidding, now we both different You can't pretend it, you can't mimic We ain't finished We feel apart even when it's no distance We both missing, coexistence I'll go with it, my soul healing I work often, goal driven You in the hall of fame of bold women You make the rest seem so timid You walk in, lights dimming I'm grinning, eyes talking Mind spinning, time spending We used to talk about the life with 5 children The beach house with tides hitting Plus the foreign rides driven But I'm tripping, I get it Some times I miss it I still wish you the best Ohhh ohhhh Yea 1up 1time Yea 1up 1time