"Who TF You Blaming?!_PINK" lyrics
Lonely road to the bitch that took my heart
Folded it in creases, broke it in pieces
Would be even worse if I never found love in my nieces
I flew your friend to Ibiza
Outta spite for some get-back
The chit-chat about what niggas would do for you
I did that
I'm not these niggas
I'm that nigga
Been fast-living, fucking hoes to get rid of past feelings
Doggy-style
Hands wrapped in the back of they tracks like I'm ad-libbing
Tyler Perry when I'm finished
Don't know how to act with them
Fuck getting my feelings hurt
I'm back to the streets
I'm back to the streets
I'm back to the streets
Fuck it, I'm done here
Yeah, fuck it, I'm done here
It's a lonely road to the bitch that took my heart and broke it
I spun the block, left her broker, turned me frozen
Chip on my shoulder, colder than Minnesota
I'm way too good with words for you to leave me unspoken
I'm way too fucking wavy for you to fuck up the motion
Too many bitches I iced out and they did me colder
I put a rock on your finger, it only turned you bolder
Fuck your opp on cam, it ain't revenge without me gloating
You hurt me and I need you to know it
It's really real here
Willing to focus, ready to build there
You left me at my time of need, out of spite and greed
I would try and plead, get you to see me
In the same light as the light deep inside of you
Planted like a seed
But you met me with force, felt like Adonis Creed
The same fight over and over
I never got closure
My name ringing now
I'm never proposing
It's back to the streets with me
It's bitches that I never bought chains willing to link with me
Bitches that I never bought a bracelet that'll still take a risk on me
I bought you everything
You act like I ain't shit for it
Gymnastics, how you took me through them loops
And then you flipped on me
Yeah, you flipped on me
Look
Fuckin' on a bitch that think I'm reason still
Fuckin' on a bitch that pray for me
But can handle all my demons still
Made paralyzed 'cause I'm done feelin' shit in my soul
Threw away everything just 'cause I fucked a couple of hoes
Think you better 'cause you faithful
Not knowin' our foundation was rocky
'Cause you was always unstable
You brought all that baggage with you
I carried this shit for ages
So it's back to the streets with—
Back, back to the streets with me
Back to the streets with—
Back, back to the streets with me
Love don't live here, baby
No more addresses
No more makin' love
I'm fuckin' on fast bitches
No more good morning solos
I send 'em in mass texts
Side bitch still around
Made me feel like a man while you was emasculating
Gave me back rubs and head for congratulations
Saved us more times than I can count
But that's a different conversation
Back to the soul
Folded it in creases, broke it in pieces
Would be even worse if I never found love in my nieces
I flew your friend to Ibiza
Outta spite for some get-back
The chit-chat about what niggas would do for you
I did that
I'm not these niggas
I'm that nigga
Been fast-living, fucking hoes to get rid of past feelings
Doggy-style
Hands wrapped in the back of they tracks like I'm ad-libbing
Tyler Perry when I'm finished
Don't know how to act with them
Fuck getting my feelings hurt
I'm back to the streets
I'm back to the streets
I'm back to the streets
Fuck it, I'm done here
Yeah, fuck it, I'm done here
It's a lonely road to the bitch that took my heart and broke it
I spun the block, left her broker, turned me frozen
Chip on my shoulder, colder than Minnesota
I'm way too good with words for you to leave me unspoken
I'm way too fucking wavy for you to fuck up the motion
Too many bitches I iced out and they did me colder
I put a rock on your finger, it only turned you bolder
Fuck your opp on cam, it ain't revenge without me gloating
You hurt me and I need you to know it
It's really real here
Willing to focus, ready to build there
You left me at my time of need, out of spite and greed
I would try and plead, get you to see me
In the same light as the light deep inside of you
Planted like a seed
But you met me with force, felt like Adonis Creed
The same fight over and over
I never got closure
My name ringing now
I'm never proposing
It's back to the streets with me
It's bitches that I never bought chains willing to link with me
Bitches that I never bought a bracelet that'll still take a risk on me
I bought you everything
You act like I ain't shit for it
Gymnastics, how you took me through them loops
And then you flipped on me
Yeah, you flipped on me
Look
Fuckin' on a bitch that think I'm reason still
Fuckin' on a bitch that pray for me
But can handle all my demons still
Made paralyzed 'cause I'm done feelin' shit in my soul
Threw away everything just 'cause I fucked a couple of hoes
Think you better 'cause you faithful
Not knowin' our foundation was rocky
'Cause you was always unstable
You brought all that baggage with you
I carried this shit for ages
So it's back to the streets with—
Back, back to the streets with me
Back to the streets with—
Back, back to the streets with me
Love don't live here, baby
No more addresses
No more makin' love
I'm fuckin' on fast bitches
No more good morning solos
I send 'em in mass texts
Side bitch still around
Made me feel like a man while you was emasculating
Gave me back rubs and head for congratulations
Saved us more times than I can count
But that's a different conversation
Back to the soul
