Heartless

This for my nigga man He been dealing shit with his bitch tho So I thought I would write this for him Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah you trippin on my phone But baby I'm just trying to really show you that I'm right tho I don't even need the gang I did it all on my own You know I get it wet, you in the air like a cyclone You made me a target You aimed for my heart bitch See look what you started I know you feel heartless So we started shit in high school We used to walk to class holding hands I'm like aight cool Now we growing up you do your thing I got a life too Smoking on the wood numb the pain I'm a high fool I don't understand how I did you wrong You told me you wanted space so I leave you alone You throwing mixed signals baby its unknown Yeah I do my thizzle baby getting in my zone Getting on the grind I hate the nine to five Working on the late shift yeah you on my mind Stacking all these blue strips its gon take some time So pull up and slide baby lets unwind yeah Iont even wanna lie, you make a grown nigga wanna cry I can't be the only one that tries You say you don't trust me tell me why Yeah you trippin on my phone But baby I'm just trying to really show you that I'm right tho I don't even need the gang I did it all on my own You know I get it wet, you in the air like a cyclone You made me a target You aimed for my heart bitch See look what you started I know you feel heartless You got a nigga feeling numb for love Why you posting on the gram yeah for what Bet you won't do the same when I'm up And when I touchdown you say it ain't enough yeah You make a nigga go insane for what yeah And I can't even trip shawty cause you my bitch tho I just want these hundreds money til I'm rich hoe Driving up the hills they sunny up in Frisco You playing mind games shawty like the riddler Had my friends find you on the app on the Tinder I just want some love snuggled up for the winter You making other plans with these niggas out for dinner I hope you feel good shawty since you left me Sitting in the dark writing this feeling empty We was reaching for the top had some niggas feeling envy Shawty took a loss cause niggas riding in the Bentley Yeah you trippin on my phone But baby I'm just trying to really show you that I'm right tho I don't even need the gang I did it all on my own You know I get it wet, you in the air like a cyclone You made me a target You aimed for my heart bitch See look what you started I know you feel heartless