Baby you just gave me trouble from the time I spent
Wrote the lines out my heart I meant that
I wouldn't dare touch a thing you own
All you did was break my whole damn soul
But I just gotta move on and get my bag
And cut a check for my long lost dad
And you don't care for me, yeah I know
But that don't matter when I'm drippin' this gold
All these diamonds on my wrist, I'm boutta flood a Patek
You ain't f*ckin witcha boy but you want on my neck
But I can't f*ck with that no
It's my turn to be the asshole
Swoop up your friend just to hit it from the back, no
And I know that you never could be with me
And love was just a word it don't mean nothing
No I don't really care about no diamond ring
What's a king with a crown if there ain't no queen?
Yeah
I hope you moved on
Hear this new song written by your true flaws
And every man you ever talk to gets it real hard
From your infectious insecurities and cold heart
Yeah
And I didn't wanna sing
Tell the people how I felt really behind the scenes
Cause all the likes on that post sitting on your twitter feed
Won't ever mask the fact that you weren't really bout my dream
Yeah, you weren't bout my dream
Yeah you weren't bout my dream