ArtBySeven - ur gonna h8 me

Yeah
She sleepin' on my chest while I write this in my head
I can't fuck this bitch again no more
We layin' in the bed, I can't even check my texts
I'm too worried bout what's said in 'em
She tryna read my mind, make connections to the signs
Referencing the shit I said before
Tryna say I lied cuz this shit doesn't align
I remember what I said though
Now I'm on my bed, and she running thru my head
Got me thinking bout the sex again
(Got me thinking bout the sex again
Got me thinking bout the sex again
Got me thinking bout the sex again)
Tryna say I lied cuz this shit doesn't align
I remember what I said though

Our future's finite
(I tried to go easy on you)
Our future's finite
(I been tryin' not to be "HEARTLESS," but you ain't leave me no options)

Don't catch attitude like
'Go and ask your bitch this shit's about'
Yeah yeah
Who you think this shit's about?
Yeah yeah
(Who you think this shit's about?
Yeah yeah)
Who you think this shit's about?
Don't catch attitude like
'Go and ask your bitch this shit's about'
Yeah yeah
Who you think this shit's about?
Yeah yeah
(Who you think this shit's about?)
Yeah yeah
Who you think this shit's about?
Who you think this shit's about?

Ooo
You're gonna hate me
Damn
You're gonna hate me
I'm sorry I'm so wrong
So gone
You're gonna hate me
I wish things were different

Written by:
Eric Bryant

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