Ungrateful Interlude

Sipping on a 5th of Patron nigga I'm lit, look I got a lot going on So pour me up I got put it in song First off, I tried to make you my Queen (Queen) But I guess I wasn't worth it to you Guess I wasn't perfect for you (Perfect, perfect) And you knew I fucking loved you Guess I was a burden to you Now I got figure out how in the hell I let myself fall off balance for a goofy (goofy) And why I keep going through drama you see in the movies I had this real bad chick She had me on Cupid Her ex nigga ended up getting her pregnant Now I'm looking stupid I told you my secrets when we was together This love shit is useless I'm feeling wounded You had my heart and you fucking abused it And that's why new girl complaining, I can't even use it (I can't even use it) I went through hell for an angel you fucking ungrateful Said I went through hell for an angel you fucking ungrateful I can't believe you cut a nigga off Right before the fucking holiday To keep it real I ain't even tripping I ain't wanna buy yo stupid ass shit anyway (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah look I'm hella straight (Yeah, yeah) She ate the cake, call her Annie Mae There's prolly hella things that I shouldn't say It's funny how you got a new nigga everyday Your friends just hate and complain But none of them bitches get paid They some lames I tried to put you on game But you'd rather chase all the fame What a shame You waste yo life on yo Instagram Won't even try to go get a job you the worst Buying Balenciagas then go broke Don't hit me up no more you a joke Fucking ungrateful