[Intro]

I’m done fighting with you

You got nothing on me

We can’t keep this goal

Gotta let it go

Gotta let you go, oh

Gotta let it go

Gotta let you go, oh

[Verse]

I was in the mall like two weeks ago

When this dude saw me, creeped up real slow

He said, You’re C-Dot

416, right?

I said yeah man how’d you know

Then reached in his pocket and grabbed his phone

Asked for a quick pic then he’d leave me alone

I said sure why not

And the pic looked dope

Might be my next Instagram fan post

Right before he walked away he said

Ay, what does BM stand for anyway

I looked down face filled with pity and shame

As I mouthed the words and I said her name

He was like oh shit you’re talkin’ ‘bout her

I was like yeah man that shit really hurt

He was like no it didn’t ‘cause I know her man

I was like yes it did ‘cause I know her man

He said you probably only fucked her once

Busted nut

Fell in love

In twenty seconds or less

I was like woah that’s kinda a crazy thing to say to someone that you just met (For real)

He apologized and gave his regrets (Sorry, ay)

Asked if I could tell my side he said yes

So uh, I took a breath

And I started (Yo)

Look man I say yeah bitches is crazy

I ain’t never done her wrong but she keep on hatin’

And I know on the low yeah she love what I’m sayin’

And she wants the attention and she loves the fame

Now, think back to what I wrote in All Day

She sent me letters when I was locked away

Does that sound like someone who doesn’t love someone? (I don’t know, bro)

Alright, now check this out

Blowin’ up my phone with angry texts

Complainin’ how I’m always out getting drunk with friends

And she wants to hear my voice have FaceTime sex

And she tells me she loves me every night before bed

Every night?

Yeah man, every night before bed

So wait when was it when you actually met

C’mon man you already heard that in I.S.B.M

If you really wanna know go and listen again

Okay, okay chill I believe you, dude

Only if everything you say is true

I swear to God man really I got nothing to lose

Everything I’m fucking saying man you know that it’s true

I’m jus’ rappin’ ‘bout a girl that gave me the blues

‘Bout a really good moment that I didn’t wanna lose

Now I’m out on the loose

Tango shit

And she bankin’ my view on a relationship

So what do I do take back this bitch

Oh God, he said, let me preach a little bit

Okay man I’ll give you a second

You made a good song yes it was a hit record but

But what

Don’t you think it’s kinda crazy? (No)

You made a song about it singing I’m sorry baby

Nah man it’s baby I’m sorry and it was actually four songs not one (Get it right)

It was I.S.B.M and All Day

And then there was Sober Thoughts and Words2say

Then there’s this song and that song and this song and that song but you should know that shit anyway (Yeah punk)

[Outro]

Yeah man so, wait, you’re like, crazy as fuck

Shit man I guess I am but you know fuck yourself I ain’t postin’ that pic on the gram, bitch

(Hell nah, bitch)