Letter To My Ex ft. YNB Brando Lyrics

Yo, I ain't gon' lie, bro

Yo, what's poppin', gang

Yo, this girl just did me dirty, bro

Facts

That shit crazy, but you know what the crazy part is

What's crazy about my boy

Now she tryna make it right

Nah, I ain't goin' for that, bro

That nigga's not jackin' that shit, fuck is you talkin' about that

Fuck that

Girl, you tryna make it right

You lost a real nigga off of one lil' fight

I caught you in the act, you was ridin' like a bike

Don't get no second chances, so I had to take flight

Now you tryna make it right, girl, you tryna make it right

You lost a real nigga off of one lil' fight

I caught you in the act, you was ridin' like a bike

Don't get no second chances, so I had to take flight

Now you tryna make it right

Now you tryna make it right

But I ain't tryna hear it

I caught you in the act, but you still couldn't admit it

You could've solved the problem, but you steady disappearin'

I call you beautiful, but it ain't all about appearance

Have you ever gave your love and got crushed in the mist

And now my heart infected, feelin' like I got a cyst

And all your friends knew, crazy that I call them sis

I ain't mad at the nigga, but you really got me pissed

I just wanna know, why you do me so ooo

Girl, just walk away from me girl

Through the storm, through the rain, through the night

I really had your back, was the left to my right

I really looked past all the shit I dislike

Used to hit home runs, but now I put you on strike

Girl, you tryna make it right

You lost a real nigga off of one lil' fight

I caught you in the act, you was ridin' like a bike

Don't get no second chances, so I had to take flight

Now you tryna make it right, girl, you tryna make it right

You lost a real nigga off of one lil' fight

I caught you in the act, you was ridin' like a bike

Don't get no second chances, so I had to take flight

Now you tryna make it right

After one lil' fight

Had you movin', got you thievin' like a thief in the night

Caught you cheatin' in my room, probably did it out of spite

Now you blowin' up my phone just to come and make it right

Fuck that

Blinded by the lust and the sex

Got me runnin' hella circles, which is what just make I vex

And I thought you was the one, baby, farther than the rest

from the time that we fucked, til you was lyin' on my chest

Oh, mia mi ni3

Ohema min pes3 wo b3 biba mi fia

You dey blow my mind any time of day

If I see you in the club, I no go look your way

Never look my face

I was killin' for your mata, ran your race

Now you got me sittin' in the club, got me starin' up a bar

Askin' God why he never liked me

Girl, you tryna make it right

You lost a real nigga off of one lil' fight

I caught you in the act, you was ridin' like a bike

Don't get no second chances, so I had to take flight

Now you tryna make it right, girl, you tryna make it right

Girl, you tryna make it right

You lost a real nigga off of one lil' fight

I caught you in the act, you was ridin' like a bike

Don't get no second chances, so I had to take flight

Now you tryna make it right

Its Don Kobee again oooooo

Damn, Brando