It's sad the way you tore me down
Now you want me back around, I know
Oh, baby, I know
It's sad the way you make me feel
Now you're saying what we had was real, I know
Oh, baby, I know
Said you were done and that you're never coming back
Your friends and family convinced you we could never last
Your father said I'd never make a living off the raps
Now you have the nerve to come and pop up from the past
Making money, now you want to be the main ho
Stupid pretty, got your home girl on the payroll
It's confidential, I can't tell you what I pay her for
Just let imagination take hold
It's sad the way you tore me down
Now you want me back around, I know
Oh, baby, I know
It's sad the way you make me feel
Now you're saying what we had was real, I know
Oh, baby, I know
You and I, we were like suicide
Always hurting each other because of the love
And fucking up like some juveniles
I'd chase you around like a loser, what the fuck am I doing now?
Stuck in this stupid town
Making music, probably never gonna manoeuvre out
Fuck it, though, when you're so stuck and broke
That you really got nothing much to show for all that hustle
Can't bust the flow, yeah, but who would know?
No money and fame to prove it, the music must be untouchable
Labels won't come near, I fear that it's just an uphill road
It's a hard to road to heaven, gas-pedalin' the car
'Til you're far from the devil
I got scars, all the hardships I went through
Way too mental, someone call 911
I've been starved from the start, like a dog in the kennel
Used to pull up to the venue, no one showed up to the show
I went home, put a pistol to my dome
Said fuck it, I don't know if I really want to be here anymore
What's the point of life if sadness is the only thing I know?
It's sad the way you tore me down
Now you want me back around, I know
Oh, baby, I know
It's sad the way you make me feel
Now you're saying what we had was real, I know
Oh, baby, I know