I miss the old D#maj7you
The oD7ne that held me down and kinda tolC7d the truth
At WarDwick every Wednesday
Can't control yoD#maj7u
ParD7tyin' with rappers
Actin' hoCeish too
You got yourself a singer, D#maj7ah
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When it was oD7n, we was on fC7ire
Even let yoD7u and your girls go whip the
D#maj7 Ghost 'round town
DrD7aped you head to toe in GucciGC7host, wow
AD7nd I never got a single fuckin' thaD#maj7nk you from you
Or, "I loD7ve you daddy"
You ungratC7eful bitch
The more the bD7addie, more the bFratty
Man, I tD#maj7ake you out for dinners
TaD7ke you shopping for them clothes
BefC7ore I got so distant
And you D7got so fucking cold
I miss the old you
I miss the old you
I used to hold you
I used to hold you
And that ain't cost nothing, baby
Real love don't cost a motherfuckin' penny
I miss the old me
I miss the way I used to be
I miss the old me
And now these drugs controllin' me
It's all your fault, baby
Still reaching for that Henny
[Post-Chorus]
And I never got a single fuckin' thank you from you
Or, "I love you daddy"
You ungrateful bitch
The more the baddie, more the bratty
Man, I take you out for dinners
Take you shopping for them clothes
Before I got so rich and couldn't trust none of these hoes
I miss the old you
(Take you shopping for them clothes
Before I got so distant
And you got so fucking cold)
I miss the old you
Before you fucked G-Eazy
Both the Migos too
Started bumping 21 and NAV
Just 'cause we do
On the slow notes, late night
Beartrap, mansionz
I got snoozegod on my right
I pour a four up in my Sprite
[Pre-Chorus]
When it was on, we was on fire
Even let you and your girls go whip the Ghost 'round town
Draped you head to toe in Gucci Ghost, wow
And I never got a single fucking thank you from you
Or, "I love you daddy"
You ungrateful bitch
The more the baddie, more the bratty
Man, I take you out for dinners
Take you shopping for them clothes
Before I got so distant
And you got so fucking cold
I miss the old you
I miss the old you
I used to hold you
I used to hold you
And that ain't cost nothing, baby
Real love don't cost a motherfuckin' penny
I miss the old me
I miss the way I used to be
I miss the old me
And now these drugs controllin' me
It's all your fault, baby
Still reaching for that Henny
[Post-Chorus]
And I never got a single fuckin' thank you from you
Or, "I love you daddy"
You ungrateful bitch
The more the baddie, more the bratty
Man, I take you out for dinners
Take you shopping for them clothes
Before I got so rich and couldn't trust none of these hoes
I miss the old you
I miss the old you
I miss the old you
I miss the old you
I miss the old you