How I Met My Ex

Lyrics

[Intro] Like [Verse 1] I met my girl when I was eighteen-years-old And she was just turnin' twenty-three, I really love her from my heart And even though I don't deserve it, fam, I hope she loves me So I just done this private show, I'm doin' Footlocker promo And judgin' from the postcode it was Shoreditch or Soho Did six or seven tracks, made six or seven racks A couple days later on Twitter I saw this photo of myself, and I was grinnin' That 4K camera of quality had got me trippin' So I'm checking out who did it, when I stumbled on this girl And I could tell that she was different A couple hours later now I'm liking all her pictures, I ain't finished I typed her Twitter name into my Insta so I could check on every single little digit Why didn't I just message her? Trust me I was thinking, but I'm a self-centred rapper too concerned about my image The truth So when she hit me first, I'm pretty shocked I didn't burst I'm callin' Josh, Jack and Juss, who am I ringin' first? Man, I was so excited That I replied a minute later, that's that "Bro, I think that you just let her know" excited Too excited, no clue on what I should do excited So I'm just typin', ramblin' like a fool, excited (Look, look) [Verse 2] And we were talkin' for hours over some minor things Ignorin' everyone else, to her, I'm replyin' quick This type of chick, she got a spark like you were lightin' spliffs You know you like her when you're thinking about your words She got me typing, deleting my messages then re-writing In the hope that there's a smile when she's replyin' The highlight of my day, them phone calls in the night, it's the little things The girl, she had a vibe and I liked it and She's into photography, she's got a passion for it And she respects that I'm rappin', but she ain't cattin' for it See, that's the perfect balance, there's nothin' better than A girl with talent, drive, ambition, all of them things above She's showin' in abundance, I ain't even met her yet She works around the corner but lives just outside of London I ain't frontin', I'm a sweet boy, intentions are in question So my compliments are decoys, if that even makes sense The first time I met her, I'm surrounded by my friends Random ends on some staircase, so much for a first date I just had a show and I asked if she could meet me after Maybe we could chill, you never know where things could go No problem, she down to roll, travelled in the cold So I went across the road, grey hoodie under her coat If I'm rememberin' correctly, it's always kind of weird when A person that you were texting's a person that you're obsessed with I was on her from the jump, I think she was wearin' pumps Or Vans when I first met her, know it's either either one She was lookin' so attractive, I barely saw skin 'Cause she was covered like a mattress, man, I think that she's the one I was stuck for twenty seconds tryna to give the girl a hug And all my friends are drunk, so fuck it, I'm 'bout to kiss her Any complications, I'm blamin' it on the liquor Changin' my name on Twitter and blockin' her on my Insta I saw her skin blush the moment that our lips touched She pulled my bottom lip until it stretched Kissed me on my cheek until she reached around my neck And had me moanin' like a bitch, even though I'm wearin' jeans I had to re-arrange my dick so she don't see that I'm erect It's the first time we met, got me feelin' like a creep And that strawberry flavour gave her tongue a kinda sweet little taste And we could speak about anything, we were friends first I dropped her to the station, I remember 'Cause we had a conversation for ages about our dreams And the things that we hadn't seen and all that we had intended to do I bet she's hopin' my intentions are true And as months went by we both got into it and intimate And I'ma spare you the details 'cause both of our parents are probably listenin' But really we were into it, into us, into this Into everything about each other, we were lovers And I love her 'cause she knows me and that's probably why she told me You ain't ready for a girl, you're still a little kid that's gettin' ready for the world And you don't need that kinda burden, but I told her that I want it And I'm just being honest, yes, I know that girls exist, but I don't see them as a problem I meant every single word and I ain't gonna lie and say DMs have been absurd But out of every single girl, this is the weirdest of positions It's usually the girl that's askin' where I see her fittin' or a place on her position But I'm tellin' her I need it, and I don't think she sees it So I'm being even sweeter when we're speakin' and we're meetin' I've got affectionate messages, you could read them You gotta tell a girl that she's beautiful till she sees it Believes it, understands it more than physically Mentally, and the way that I'm feelin' I could talk for ten years about the moments that we shared The jokes that we had runnin', the places that we been The music we made together, producin' next to my bed Then makin' my minor changes in reference to what she said I think I started gettin' tired, my schedule's a mess Replies are gettin' lazy and my lady knows it's crazy But she's there if I'm in need while I'm at shows gettin' tempted By girls that are on their knees, you know I'm only a teen It's like my eyes started driftin', not as easy as I pictured To give your all to a woman, ignorin' all this attention That's been gettin' to my head, the sex is so accessible One message or text and girls will get in your bed She's tryna make it happen with photos at her events I mention it's her passion, photography is her thing And I don't know if it's the pressure where paper meets the passion and the pleasure We all gotta work to survive So now she's popping up at shows, takin' pictures on her own And at first, it wasn't cool but, fuck it, we'll let it go Until I saw her in some rapper's tracksuit, I felt a way She told me it was work, and she was in some studio takin' pictures, and I just sighed Some halfway-wannabe rappers had fed her lies, they ain't lookin' for no picture I know it's your profession but read their intentions They ain't payin' male photographers to shoot that same session And I felt so disrespectful, standin' on her dreams And crushin' 'em, I just told her it's nothing, do what you need to do If I ain't feedin' you, then my opinion's All I'm givin' when I speak to you 'cause I don't have the right Why should girls be punished for a male's dirty mind? When I think about it now, I'm ashamed to the core I mean how many men stop their women from achievin' What they can because in secret they been feelin' insecure? And I can't handle my emotions It's probably why I didn't see her talent when I shoulda been supportin' and promotin' Like I didn't have a platform, a voice and a followin' With everyone I knew, I really coulda done a lot of things to help chase her dream But instead of me to grow into the person that she needs, I acted like I couldn't see And I don't mean to say this like I don't trust the girl But how can I trust her if I don't trust myself? And even girls can get tempted, you know how it goes What if she meets a bigger rapper when she's at a show? What if he sees her backstage? What if he's sellin' lots? What if he's got a bigger car? Got a better watch? That doesn't bother me, she really ain't material It's all the little things they do that put the fear in you What if he actually replies? What if he phones her too? What if he's doin' all the things that I'm supposed to do? What if he's listenin', laughin', relatin'? What if he even cares to ask her how her day's been? What if he's tryna give her everything she needs And expects from the one damn person that she's datin'? I shoulda helped her follow her dream But instead, I held her back and had her followin' me And boys got a brave face, so they'll never know That it hurts just as much when you let them go