Thought You Were Special Lyrics

Was that a bad heartbreak or just bad break up or

I don't know like, cause even from even before I even got my heart broke. I was already fucked up

I don't know if it's just like I put my ear to the streets and like you hear so many stories about these girls

or these niggas and how they be crossing you and how they be playing with you

I was scared off rip, you feel me? So my first ever relationship I was like, no

You feel me

I fell in love with you

I guess the real never win in the end

Like who gonna trust you baby

You was out tricking with all of my friends

I should've knew better, gave you a house and a home

Got me fucked up and writing these letters like, why did I stress

I bought you designer, I hate you so much, why I thought you was special

I got used to pain, thinking out loud like, who gon' love me

I got used to rain, thinking all out like, why she dub me

I got used to pain, my heart been numb, only got money

I got used to pain, but fuck it, I'm winning, my line always jumping

Gonna go, drop me a Benz for the summer, I wanna get even but fuck it I won it

You broke as a bitch and I got me a hunnid

I got me a chain and I filled it with bunny's

My new bitch is bad and she genuinely love me

You left me with scars and I felt like a dummy

Man, I'm done with that love shit, somebody go stop me

I'm finna get mad now, had my way with a groupie

She singing my song while I'm fucking and blowing her back out

Pour a pint in my body, lo just be smoking biscotti

So high but don't tap out

Would you go lie for me? Right here on the Bible

I never had handouts, if I die, would you cry about me

Probably not, but fuck it, I'm dead now

I fell in love with you

I guess the real never win in the end

Like, where you been, baby

Wrote you a message, but don't ever send it

I'm holding on, baby

PTSD, ducking, dodging the feds

Just give me your all, baby

I promise I'm here till the motherfucking end

Get lost in Miami, lost in your eyes

Get lost in the Benz, get lost in the money

Balenci my buddy, I'm pouring up drank

Tryna fuck up a hunnid like nobody love me

I'm thinking it's funny, the ones that be mad

Be the ones with they bitch on they knees givin sucky

Look like I do nothing, got right with the plug

And I ran up a 50, said, bro, can you flood me

I fell in love with you

I guess the real never win in the end, like who gonna trust you baby

You was out tricking with all of my friends

I should've knew better, gave you a house and a home

Got me fucked up and writing these letters

Like, why did I stress? I bought you designer

I hate you so much, why I thought you were special