Joey Spec - Strangers] lyrics

[Verse 1: Millz] All my exes live in Texas like I'm Tony Romo I'm lying, also flying To the tippy, f**ing with me? not really Straight silly with the flow Gon' need about an O, to reach this level Need shovels, to get as deep I go Got that reaper n***a flow, mur-murder I wrote On these tracks, I go-so hard, my flow so.. cold Brrr, but back to the subject man I wanna talk about the girl that I loved but damn I don't wanna drop no names out in public man But can I say I miss you & won't ever forget you And instead of giving hate I wanna give you a kiss boo Yeah cause girl I miss you, so can I give you a kiss boo And some faith, so you know that I'm always there when he ain't Cause i'll be honest men ain't honest on how they feel on being replaced I wish you could see this picture I paint With thoughts and memories that just ain't there.. No more, I been feeling so poor, without mi amor In my life, it ain't right, without you in my sight In my thoughts, deep in the night You be lurking, hurting, perpetrating And I despise, dislike, give certain hating to you, boo I'm sorry that I cared But look what we've become, the one thing that I feared Strangers [Hook] Once there girl, but now gone We have become, strangers You were my world, but now I'm lost We have become, strangers [Verse 2: Millz] We changing baby, strangers baby Once peaceful, now we crazy baby It's crazy how we don't talk, like mimes My rhymes intertwine with our lives All the time, it seems now The way we talk is never nice it always seems down To each other, won't recover, from lovers No friends, just an end & you never get your heart back when you go & lend it sh**, you say I'm f**ed up just because I f**ed up with you But don't lie, be honest, tell the f**ing truth You're bestfriend had to tell me who you was f**ing boo Not me, you see Baby girl you was on that bullsh**, that D.rose But lord knows, that these hoes, don't give a sh** about me bro So yeah I f**ed up, put my guard down, gave my trust up Think about it now, girl f** us Or what we had, that sh** was fake Now I laugh on all your failures and bake With a bad b**h, who on some rad sh** And we laughing, at your fake a**: plastic You f**ed up now, you can't get pa**ed it And in loves race, you're now in last b**h f**ing with the kid heart, that sh** is just straight danger Cause when I make it big, you will likely be a stranger, bye [Hook] [Outro: Millz] It's Pilot Posse who gon' stop me ho? Not you (laughs) No-no-nobody dawg