Cobie Allen - 2N!GHT Lyrics

What the f*ck did you figure?
The part of me that loved you is gone, i'm a whole new nigga
Lovin' you had my focus wrong, so you outta the picture
Snatched the life right out my chest, you a real soul ripper (Ohhh)
You a sinister sister (Yeah!)

You played my heartstrings like a fiddle
But it's all good, everyday my heart get smaller, my racks get bigger
Gave you everything I had and you ran off wit it, I'll neva forgive ya (Huh)
Smokin' on za to forget ya (Huh)

But I can't help but remember (Huh, huh, huh)
It wasn't shit in this world that you couldn't have, my heart cold like December now (No, no, no, no)
I try to block the shit outta my head, but it still get to me anyhow (Yea, yea, yea, yea)
Don't try come back around bitch you dead to me, don't act like you feel me now (No)
Baby, you just gonna let me down (No)

Huh, slidin' round like Tupac, lil baby, you know how I get around (Slide)
Huh, ridin round in my coupe, yeah, you know all my windows down (Alright)
Huh, ridin' round with my troops, them niggas totin' them Semi rounds (Totin' that fye)
Huh, we ain't really tryna shoot, but you know how we gettin down (Oh)

You never wanna hear me out, gave you my truth you mistrusted me anyhow
But I think that I get it now, do what you do just to mask how you movin round
I'm peepin' ya plays then you play me for crazy
I know i'm not crazy I know i'm not crazy
This manipulation, it got my mind racin'
Smokin' this gas, it keep me sedated

You telling me you dont want be my lady, you sayin you ready to go (Go)
I said f*ck it and went back to the basics, makin' music, makin' dough (Yuh)
I peeped that you already lookin for new niggas, You shoulda knew I would know (Know)
So I'm stackin' all these hoes up like crew members cause I don't f*ck wit' ya no mo' (Mo)

What the f*ck did you figure?
The part of me that loved you is gone, i'm a whole new nigga
Lovin' you had my focus wrong, so you outta the picture
Snatched the life right out my chest, you a real soul ripper

Who the f*ck you think you talkin' to?
Do not mistake me for a fool (No)
I done did way too much shit for you (Yeah)
To give me this type of abuse (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Just think about my point of view, that shit hard to miss (Woah)
Too much damage dealt too soon think we shoulda been called it quits (Woah)

Imma just go get a badder bitch that know how the run the play how I call the shit (Run it right)
Outer-space fly, Buzz Lightyear, I need astroid diamonds, all the drip (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
5's, 10's, 20's, 50's, hunnids, I need all the grip (Cash)
Stuffin' them racks in the safe tryna get enough pape to make my granddaughter rich I'm with all the shits yea yea (Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Yeah that shit sound crazy nigga
That-that shit gon' sound crazy on when it's on the track I'm already knowin'!
Like, this nigga in his mode right now