She Moved On - Trapo

I was alright before my feelings and the liquor came

I go outside to clear my mental, but I really can’t

The perfect night to call the guys, I’m thinking hit a stain

See, he’s a lame, live in the burbs, he’s never seen a gang

He’s got a car, they used to drive, I seen it everyday

But tonight, that car is mine, I merch on everything

I’ll call up Rob, I need that burner, and like right away

He asked me why, I say I’m hurt and I cannot explain

She chose him (but she chose him), over me (over me)

I’m not tripping (), right now (I'm ain’t tweaking at all)

She chose him

See I’ve been rolling for so long, and I’m not thinking straight (yeah)

I usually pop one on my own, but I took two today (duece)

I told the aux to play my song, just let my record play

And as we pull up to his home, I take it off the safe

You’re not gonna back out, homie I really need ya' (never)

And I’m gon' blow her back out, homie right after I delete ya'

We got so much ammo, it is over if we see ya' (end em', right, now)

Don’t tell me I’m tripping (never)

You ain’t dealt with anger (never)

You ain’t delt with women like me, nah

Nigga there’s a difference

Don’t tell me I’m tripping (never)

You ain’t delt with women like me, nah

This nigga crib is big, I can’t lie

Explains why she will not fall for my type

He’s got a pool, a park with two rides

An elevator in case she gets tired

Look, I don’t have a million dollars

And I’m a rapper so my chance is really close to garbage

And oh, the white kid got a whip and plus like two garages

The benefit so heaven sent, it was my choice to rob him

I mapped it out, and on Sunday they go and get massages

Visit his pops in the pen, but he just working, honest

I really want me a Benz, but I don’t have the dollars

I split the cake with my friends, the rule that’s in the projects

You’re not gonna back out, homie I really need ya'

That’s a funny story

I tried to take you home, not lead you on, thought I was boring

But I’ll still take you home, and call your Uber in the morning

You’re not gonna back out, homie I really need ya'

And I’m gon' blow her back out, homie right after I delete ya'

We got so much ammo, it is over if we see ya'

Don’t tell me I’m tripping

You ain’t dealt with anger

You ain’t delt with women like me, nah

Nigga there’s a difference

Don’t tell me I’m tripping

You ain’t delt with women like me, nah