I was sick at this moment so I let my friend Nicole do the lyrics since she's in the same pain as me irl.
I miss the old you
The one that held me down and kinda told
The truth
At warwick every Wednesday
Cant control you
Partyin' with rappers
Actin' hoeish too
You got yourself a singer, ah
When it was on, we was in 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'd 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 loves don't cost a motherfuckin 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 the 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'd take you out for dinners
Take you out shopping for them clothes
Before I got so rich and couldn't none of these hoes
I miss the old you
(Take you shopping for them clothes, before I got so distant and got so fucking cold)
I miss the old you
Before you ducked G-Eazy
Both the migos too
Started bumping 21
And now just cause we do
On the slow notes, late night
Beartrap, mansuonz
I got soozegod on my right
I pour a 4 up in 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 never got a single fucking thank you from you
Or, "I love you daddy"
You ungrateful bitch
The more baddie, more bratty
Man, I took 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 a motherfuckin penny
I miss the old me
I miss the way I used to be
I miss the old me
And now these drugs conrtollin me
It's all your fault, baby
Still reaching for the henny
And never got a single fuckin thank you from you
Or, "I love you daddy"
You ungrateful bitch
The more 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
