Wasted Soul

This aint gon’ be another fucking love song Really, I’m tired of the shit And I’ve been holding my tongue back on this one Keeping it cute, but I quit You think I can’t see that you’re tolerating me Doing the same things that you know frustrated me You’re so good at demanding your respect Don't mince my words, This one comes from my chest hmm F*ck your ego That’s been dead and gone, Premeditated, manipulated You are so quick to forget I know you hate it without me You wouldn’t half make it Protecting your masculine frame, You know it don't hit the same, when you Ain't got a dollar to give to the kid But you too worried about where I’ve been hmm What a, What a, Wasted soul What a , what a Wasted soul What a, What a, Wasted soul What a , what a Wasted soul Used to sneak me in your mama’s crib Cosigned your Benz just to up your image Gave you more reasons to embellish lies How you mad at me cause you’re in denial hmm What a, What a, Wasted soul What a , what a Wasted soul What a, What a, Wasted soul What a , what a Wasted soul You think I stayed because you think you’re packing You think it’s enough when you don't have a backup That does not qualify you as a man But that's something you would not understand hmm What a, What a, Wasted soul What a , what a Wasted soul What a, What a, Wasted soul What a , what a Wasted soul