FYM Q - Star 67 Lyrics

I live this life alone, broken heart and home this life need tint
We can't go again, can't be friends, don't say you gon' spin, just spin
You know where I live, if it's ever a problem, just set the pin
No point in lockin' in, if we arguing, gon' be opps again
Stop me when, I'm spreadin' lies and then, maybe we can make it work
If not, I'm probably just not your man, did ozempic all year and relied on
Makeup you're not a ten, I dubbed you all year you pretend online like it's not the end
You know, it's really not that simple, don't ever wanna cross those signals
She gon' tell you a lie, then tell the truth on her finsta,
You know I'm a Gemini soul can love you but harsh tone lose my temper
Then apologize to you baby and have you flowin' like a river
This summer you were a city girl and stopped early in September
You couldn't be alone for the winter, that never does fit the agenda
If I tell the truth, they might judge you different, might feel a trigger
You're everything but yourself, and that's the kicker
I'm different these days I sip on Ciroc, Tito's when I'm bein' basic
My life keep levelin' up but to you, you say that I'm just changin'
Not who I once was this financial adrenaline got my mindset racin'
I just moved to a new crib, gated feelin' just like I made it
New spot, way out the way and I gotta adjust to all the trees around
A little behind, but a decent town, took him a while, but he figured out
You not the type of girl to keep around
My new girl really my old girl, so all the gossip, you can keep it down
I gotta dot my I's and cross my T's just to keep the peace
Know you heard a little rumor about me bein' toxic my love not for the weak
Only true if you get your news and tea from those who follow me, but if you
Get the urge to know the real, please feel free to call and see
You gotta learn not to listen to exes, who are less inclined
To say good things about me when it didn't work out for them the second time
Was over, once I got inside, more worried about whoever's next in line
My music, get played global, but I'm always on a eastside type of time
Yeah, let's focus on facts instead of arguing about this and that
Broke hoe posting vacation photos on social, and captioning take me back
And ol' dude did you dirty, you went out bad so you raced it back
Know what you did can't erase the past didn't start off as beef you made it that
Yeah, ain't it sad, graduated, but can't get no money in what you majored at
And now you at the club, getting money off the make it clap
I told you, play on my name, you gon' have to pay for that, yeah, pay for that, yeah