[Verse One: MacE] Started off as friends then a relationship grew Two months in she said she needed space, knew that wasn't true Broke up a week later, next day she had someone new Space my a**, you just didn't want me to come though So I wouldn't find you with your other man b**h you just wouldn't understand Now I'm on holiday, my feelings on mute Thinkin about her new guy, yeah I'm in pursuit Doing things my way Doesn't matter what they say Sorry bruh its your doomsday Find out where you stay after a bottle of hennessey All's fair in love and war and There's about to be casualties Lord Mace gunna come up soon Gota dark side like the moon Chillin with forrest in Boone, causin them chicks to swoon Besides basically ballin I got high like noon Alliteration and metaphor Pretty hard to ignore Like your girl screamin my name with you at the door Sorry I shouldn't say anything more Wouldn't wanna get you upset You'll end up doing something you'll regret Yeah you should have reason to fret Yeah you should have reason to sweat But I haven't even done sh** yet Lookin into my eyes, enough to get your girl wet But Take out the y outa that your and what are you left with? But Mace doesnt share I share this track with my homies cause its only fair A White boy with a flair Who doesnt dare to care Rare as god answering a prayer Living off the snare, my homies the only ones I'm gunna spare [Interlude] [Verse Two: Russ] [Beat Change] [Verse Three: MacE] Was it love or was it lust? Was it deception or mistrust? It was probably all of that So many distant memories, can't even keep track Sometimes I want my old life back Sometimes I feel like my life is a deck and it's stacked I could just get you dropped with a tec Leave your a** jacked Every line leaves you high Groovy W like the Brand New Guy Might be new but I still can make your girl moan for me Pretty like Rocky Content like Aubrey Flow like fergy k** you in the morning, hell yeah I'm vengeful This revenge f** is so sinful But sh** it feels so wonderful Cover the ho's mouth. Mace never cuddles Catching feelings, that's catching trouble Heavy sh**, I'm not gunna stumble Speak up f*g, hate it when ya'll mumble Smokin' and Drinkin' like mixed doubles But I don't lose to love, though I can't get enough My options? Multiple choice and I get all of the above