You had those camera lights flashing, oh
You had that look on, professional
You had it all why don't you stay for more
But you're out here making excuses for all
You're repercussions ain't shit
Girl, you know
You were on top of the game
Yeah, you showed
All of these bitches how to walk the walk
You talk that talk
Come talk that talk to me
You know just how the game goes
Yeah, you're on it
As far as all that fame goes
Girl, you're honest
I won you once
I want you back for real
But you're making excuses 'bout how you feel
Yeah, yeah, break it down
Break it down
I don't really care what you say, yeah, yeah
You left me so broken and lonely
Now I'm on the golden soul train
You talk a lot of shit these days
You talk about a lot of play tings
I don't even know what you say
But, don't hate the player hate the god damned game
Like, what did you say?
What do you know?
When can you go?
Who did you f*ck?
Oh, yeah....
Your excuses don't mean nothing
You're just saying that to get out of loving me
Girl it's a prophecy, you and me
You don't mean none of the shit that you say
All of these songs that you make, they so fake
You know you love me, that's for real
So why don't you be honest 'bout how you feel
All of these excuses you say
To get yourself out of trouble
Ain't that helpful in love
But you doubted it
God damnit you doubted me
Yeah, yeah