This ain't a love song, this is sh** gone wrong And I'll admit it, I wasn't even the n***a to hit it But I wanted to, wanted to show you what I was gonna do Too bad sh** ended, hit me so fast felt like I got rear ended Yea I'll admit it, I made the mistake then But the keys to my heart, you ain't have to take them Old white flame, not really, she was lightskin And I was trifling, I ain't even gonna front And act like I don't miss her cuz I do I remember all the time I spent talking to you Didn't hang out that much, but I wasn't like that yet Is it too late to ask if I can bite that yet? And yea, sh** changed after we stopped talking Again, that was my fault, I stopped frauding And realized exactly what I lost, never knew What love cost until you did that sh** to me Might not have been dating literally But when you called and told me you lost it, I lost it Couldn't do the friendship anymore, but couldn't accost it So I left it alone and continued with the homegrown sh** probably warped my mind and I wasn't fine With the idea of not having you to myself sh** wasn't good for my health, at least back then If it was present day it wouldn't have happened that way But I won't fraud, yea girl I still love you Even after everything we been through And lately since we got back in touch you done Changed on me, gotta tell you, I don't like the change homie I miss the old you, not this new bravado filled bold you Heh, see how I flipped that? Old White Flame, only a real n***a Coulda did that, and yea I did get jealous see in' you with new dudes But I wasn't tryna be prude and comment cuz it wasn't my place Compared to these n***as I was outta space, I let my anger get the Best of me didn't care, cuz I blocked you out from the rest of me I just seen your new twitter pop up on my TL as I'm writing this Not gonna follow you though, just stay in my writing bliss Hope one day a blogger asks me about this song so I can Mention your name and you stop actin' like I'm just some random n***a Go figure, I don't like the feeling, not one of them n***as out here Dealing, I'm getting my life straight, workin' out tryna get to a nice weight Could use a nice plate of d** with a jar of em right next to it So many new up and comers I'm tryna be the next to do it So girl while i'm sitting here writing this song I hope one day I'll get to right my wrongs And I'm probably labeling myself as too much Of a screw up, but that's an affect of love Old white Flame