i miss the old u - blackbear

I miss the old you

The one that held me down and kinda told the truth

At Warwick every Wednesday

Can’t control you

Partyin' with rappers

Actin' hoeish too

You got yourself a singer

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 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 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 motherfucking 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

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

Before you fucked G-Eazy

Both the Migos too

Started bumping 21

And now just 'cause we do

All the slow notes late night

Beartrap, mansionz

I got snoozegod on my right

Pour a 4 up in my Sprite

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 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 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 motherfucking penny

I miss the old me

I miss they 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

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