Tiana's Story

See, recently I had a talk with an old friend She told me things I needed to hear about my own self Not to say that she was right But the lies made me realize you'll never be enough for the wrong girl See Bamila, I know you got some issues but honestly I'm tired of your shit Bamila You don't even fit my dream Bamila And I'm not tryna be mean Bamila Cause one day you acting normal, the next, you're being cold Do you need to be told to realize you're getting old You're not a child anymore, I got my own issues to deal with Don't be selfish expecting me to always take care of your feelings The other day, you said I wasn't checking up on you? Well you weren't checking up on me too You don't even do anything for me, you're so selfish Do you ever think about the fact that I have my own issues too Every single thing I felt for you is gone I know you love to think that you're still the one But I got some crazy news for you my bro Don't give a f*ck anymore, leave if you wanna go For real you don't wanna know the things I'm feeling on a low I'm not gonna let you mess with this heart of gold How can you be so selfish yet pretend to love me I'm sick of you of stressing me out, just go ahead and block me How dare you open up your selfish mouth to say you want me When all you ever did was put your fucking self above me When all you ever did was disrespect me out in public When all you ever did was bore me with talks that you love me Did you ever send me flowers Bamila? I don't care about your notes, you're just a liar Bamila Who gives a f*ck about your music? Get your shit together I don't wanna hear anything about your stupid potentials I don't care about your therapy How dare you even raise your fucking voice at me It's not your fault sha, I'm the one who is to blame Should have listened to my friends when they said you'd bring me shame You must think that this a game, but Bamila not again I have better things to do than to argue with a lame Yeah I said it, you're a lame I know your bitches don't tell you the truth, you're insane Don't you ever think me and your stupid bitches are the same Egocentric, egotistical, selfish, hypocritical Manipulative, insensitive, and you illogical You're not the first person to go through trauma So if you need somebody to love you as you are, call your mama Call your friends, call your bitches, call whoever you want Don't cry on my shoulders or in my arms like you're my son You want me to give you warmth? You must be crazy or dumb I'm telling you Bamila, you can decide if we're done or not Not being defensive at all, we all got our own flaws We all go through things that make gravity keep us on the floor Everybody got some issues that they dealing with But at the same time everybody's pain is legitimate I blame my past for the way that I turned The women that I didn't love, all the bridges I burned For what it's worth, you can call me anything you want But never a bad friend, lover, brother or son