Cheat

How do I say this? Baby I'm sorry, but I cheated And I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me Check it out . . . v 1 Babygirl, I know I used to do some mill shit to you (Coming home late, jumping in the shower to wash off the last chick's perfume) Changing my drawers, stuff 'em down to the bottom hamper Taking numerous trips to Atlanta, Miami, Tampa (Girl, I was doin' my thing) Then I seen the pain in your brown eyes Made me realize I . . .that I was breaking you down What goes around, comes around And girl when I lost it all You never walked away Baby, you stood your ground