600
Swag like a pro baller
Look like a known model
But I bet he knew that
I’d bet everything I have
Dressed like a thug mogul
His smile made me hopeful
Just looking at him won’t do.
Get to know him
He’s trouble.
Dig deeper through the book
Can’t stop at the cover
The plot thickens in the middle
By the end, you’d have him discovered.
But I didn’t need to read it through
I didn’t even need a clue.
Something about me just knew that he was trouble.
But, like one does.
I second guessed myself.
I guess I really knew the deal
But wanted to test myself
Thought if I let my guard down
Enough to let him in
He would hold me down
Until his very end
Or maybe it was lust
Cause he was sexy as ***
I just shouldn’t have given it up so fast.
Looking like the man now
Ass up, the face was down
And look now
He can’t be found
***ing trouble
Tell me did I ever mean a thing to you
Tell me if you ever did care.
No love lost, or broken hearts
But my spirits are diminished
Tell me why you didn’t just leave me there
But I must ask myself the same thing
Why would I fall for you?
Your moves ain’t that ***ing smooth
I’m just a fool
Was never really your girl, to you.
Let you tell it
Ain’t no telling
I might have just been the next jump off to come through
I’ve been a fool.
I loved you, but what’s love got to do?
If you had an ounce of real
Concealed within yourself
You’d admit that this is far from our dream.
If you had an ounce of real
Concealed within yourself
You’d admit. You were nothing but trouble.
