Red Handed

My lungs pushing air through my vocal folds And it goes through your inner & outer ear I know the inner workings of hearing shit loud clear Since you live in denial, you can get the f*ck outta here I knew this conversation was over & dead The very moment you said That he was only a friend But won't even show me his text You wanted to get to know him before you invest And open your legs And getting caught in the act was your only regret Red handed Red handed Red handed Red handed I've read pamphlets On bitches finessing niggas From A to Z Crammed it You were hellish Let you tell it You were Ned Flanders You taking me for a joke I'm dead I'm having a stroke Like I'm Fred Sandford This isn't a relationship If you can't relate to me And your friends never race To relay the ways you betraying me They quick mettle And tell ya you can do better But when have you ever really Put in any effort? Pussy poppin' is not it And it's shameful That that's the only option You've been plopping on the table Imma be honest I need an entree And a main dish I don't know nobody Out surviving on the same fish You ain't shit Hands been dipped in some paint I caught you Red handed Red handed Red handed Red handed You know I've been sipping Voices in my head are talking to me different But they ain't tripping no Why you out here acting different though? And difficult The truth is always coming out in due time You said you needed a break I know you knew why Needed space for dates to interview a new guy Why lie? Yea You moving all my eggs into that nigga basket Holding on to the last one Hoping that he hatch em When he just wanna see them cheeks clapping Red handed Red handed Red handed Red handed