Blackbear - I ​Miss The Old u lyrics

[Verse 1] 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, ahh [Pre-Chorus 1] 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 [Pre-Chorus 2] And I never got a single f**in' thank you from you Or, “I love you daddy” You ungrateful b**h 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 f**ing cold [Chorus] 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 motherf**ing penny I miss the old me I miss the way I used to be I miss the old me And now these d** controllin' me It's all your fault baby Still reaching for the Henny [Post-Chorus] And I never got a single f**in' thank you from you Or, “I love you daddy” You ungrateful b**h 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 (Motherf**ing penny, [?] cost a f**ing penny) [Verse 2] I miss the old you Before you f**ed G-Eazy Both the Migos too Started bumping 21 And now just 'cause we do On the slow notes, late night Beartrap, mansionz I got snoozegod on my right I pour a 4 up in my Sprite [Pre-Chorus 1] 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 [Pre-Chorus 2] And I never got a single f**ing thank you from you Or, “I love you daddy” You ungrateful b**h 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 f**ing cold [Chorus] 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 motherf**ing penny I miss the old me I miss they way I used to be I miss the old me And now these d** controllin' me It's all your fault baby Still reaching for the Henny [Post-Chorus] And I never got a single f**in' thank you from you Or, “I love you daddy” You ungrateful b**h 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