Bamila - Tiana's Story Lyrics

See, recently I had a talk with an old friend
She told me things I needed to hear about my own self
Not to say that she was right
But the lies made me realize you'll never be enough for the wrong girl
See Bamila, I know you got some issues but honestly I'm tired of your shit Bamila
You don't even fit my dream Bamila
And I'm not tryna be mean Bamila
Cause one day you acting normal, the next, you're being cold
Do you need to be told to realize you're getting old
You're not a child anymore, I got my own issues to deal with
Don't be selfish expecting me to always take care of your feelings
The other day, you said I wasn't checking up on you?
Well you weren't checking up on me too
You don't even do anything for me, you're so selfish
Do you ever think about the fact that I have my own issues too
Every single thing I felt for you is gone
I know you love to think that you're still the one
But I got some crazy news for you my bro
Don't give a f*ck anymore, leave if you wanna go
For real you don't wanna know the things I'm feeling on a low
I'm not gonna let you mess with this heart of gold
How can you be so selfish yet pretend to love me
I'm sick of you of stressing me out, just go ahead and block me
How dare you open up your selfish mouth to say you want me
When all you ever did was put your f*cking self above me
When all you ever did was disrespect me out in public
When all you ever did was bore me with talks that you love me
Did you ever send me flowers Bamila?
I don't care about your notes, you're just a liar Bamila
Who gives a f*ck about your music? Get your shit together
I don't wanna hear anything about your stupid potentials
I don't care about your therapy
How dare you even raise your f*cking voice at me
It's not your fault sha, I'm the one who is to blame
Should have listened to my friends when they said you'd bring me shame
You must think that this a game, but Bamila not again
I have better things to do than to argue with a lame
Yeah I said it, you're a lame
I know your bitches don't tell you the truth, you're insane
Don't you ever think me and your stupid bitches are the same
Egocentric, egotistical, selfish, hypocritical
Manipulative, insensitive, and you illogical
You're not the first person to go through trauma
So if you need somebody to love you as you are, call your mama
Call your friends, call your bitches, call whoever you want
Don't cry on my shoulders or in my arms like you're my son
You want me to give you warmth? You must be crazy or dumb
I'm telling you Bamila, you can decide if we're done or not
Not being defensive at all, we all got our own flaws
We all go through things that make gravity keep us on the floor
Everybody got some issues that they dealing with
But at the same time everybody's pain is legitimate
I blame my past for the way that I turned
The women that I didn't love, all the bridges I burned
For what it's worth, you can call me anything you want
But never a bad friend, lover, brother or son