J.Q.C - how could you

Girl, you text that nigga for the last time
(For the last time)
I seen ya phone, I read the text, I lost my damn mind
(I lost my damn mind)
You think that you could cheat on a nigga
And think I was gonna just, last breath lil nigga
I got the blicky tucked and I can't afford the rent (rent)
I see you in that white blouse looking heaven sent (sent)
We don't save hoes, we nothing like Clark Kent
Shawty wanna feel wanted, watch these bullets bend yeah
How could you do this to me
Didn't believe but baby proved it to me
(Bitch why you fucking with me yeah)
Love might be a disease
Cause I'm sick, watch my heart start to bleed
You think some non-commital sex really worth ya life
You know my head ain't right, I do shit outta spite
You and that nigga finna be higher than a kite
Insult to injury that nigga really white
Like this bitch
I beat yo ass a week ago, did you forget
(Did you forget)
And I don't like seeing blood, bitch you know I'm crip
(Bitch you know I'm crip)
2000 for the bag, Gucci for the fit
(Gucci for the fit)
Gucci hates niggas, still bought yo ass that shit
I put work in these streets you know I caught some bodies
(Know I caught some bodies)
Last week I caught an opp in the hotel lobby
(In the hotel lobby)
It was the 30th that nigga didn't see the first
You wanna be the next motherfucker inna hearse
How could you do this to me
Didn't believe but baby proved it to me
(Bitch why you fucking with me yeah)
Love might be a disease
Cause I'm sick, watch my heart start to bleed
And I thought that this lil ho had common sense
Shawty a broke bitch, she don't even got a cent
I know I fucked ya best friend that hurt to an extent
But bitch who pay the rent, from outside to the cell
Fuck
Look, I really wanna reconcile
A nigga tripping, I ain't really that type of guy
I put my hands on you, I didn't mean that
But you sending signals, expect feedback
But fuck it, the games you play will send you it heaven
Bitch you caught ya first body at the age of seven
I still took you in, called you my babygirl
Bitch, I thought you was my fucking world
Damn
How could you do this to me
Didn't believe but baby proved it to me
(Bitch why you fucking with me yeah)
Love might be a disease
Cause I'm sick, watch my heart start to bleed
And I still love you to the fucking moon and back
If I can't have you then it ain't no run it back
I should have never went and got my fucking heart attached
Baby just quiet, hear this sound of this gat
Damn

Written by:
Jaukeel Carvan

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