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My Ex

 

My Ex

(album: TrapStar Turnt PopStar - 2019)


(Remy)

Found myself reading our texts
You remind me of my ex
Remember times that we shared
Girl, you so stuck in the past
Got you retracing your steps
Wondering where you fucked up at
You call my phone, I doubt that
Girl, you just need to relax

Best one, I was the best one
You thinking 'bout way back, you should've kept him
You always questioned all of my methods
I tried to hold you down, you always extra
All of your girlfriends tell you I'm next up
You reminiscing, it's fucking your head up
I don't even pay you no mind
Honestly, I don't even have the time
And it's so sad, 'cause what we had could've been special
But you couldn't stay down and you only came around
When you wanted something sexual or financial
But I used to open up doors for you
And I ain't gon' lie, I still notice you
Wish you could rewind, but you had your time
But you had your chance, still time for romance

Found myself reading our texts
You remind me of my ex
Remember times that we shared
Girl, you so stuck in the past
Got you retracing your steps
Wondering where you fucked up at
You call my phone, I doubt that
Girl, you just need to relax

Yeah, you always tweaking
You swore up and down that I was cheating
I swear that I rarely gave you a reason
You listened to rumors now we ain't speaking
Yeah, I gave you everything, except for wedding ring
You was there before the fame

And I got these racks on me now you want to be my main
Remember I was down and alls you thought I would be the same
You been fucking on broke niggas, them lame niggas, used to be the same
Imagined the one I claim, fuck it all that's the game
Now I done moved on to better things

Found myself reading our texts
You remind me of my ex
Remember times that we shared
Girl, you so stuck in the past
Got you retracing your steps
Wondering where you fucked up at
You call my phone, I doubt that
Girl, you just need to relax

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