Don't Be Mad at the Weeknd

Let me explain Things just got Out of hand One thing led To another And then We started Touching on each other Then I began Looking for a rubber Trouble I'll spare the details But I know You wanna hear em She hit me up On some shit Like let's Kick it Talkin bout she Waitin for you To get off But she was tryna Get off I was like Get off But you know It won't Soft She was like It's so long I was like so long She was beggin Come on Ain't tryna pass The blame Know the game Dame Know she asking All these questions Man These are my confessions Ain't obsessing I'm tryin To explain Just hear what I'm sayin Got me sayin Don't be mad That I hooked up Wit yo friends It ain't mean Nothin I love you girl To the end Don't be mad That I hooked up Wit yo friends It ain't mean Nothin I love you girl To the end True playa For real Ask Rakis I keep a bitch Beside me Like a tote Piece I ain't a playa I just Crush a lot My intentions Be good But I jus keep doing wrong Old tired song Was supposed Shotgun Ride along But you know It didn't mean Nothing At all Quick hit Just a lick Ain't thinkin of nothin Of it Shit Denied it But she was throwin it Call her back Over here So we can Finish What she started I ain't shit But that's all We left wit Gang Don't be mad That I hooked up Wit yo friends It ain't mean Nothin I love you girl To the end Don't be mad That I hooked up Wit yo friends It ain't mean Nothin I love you girl To the end