TeeCee4800 - Skit 1 (Realness Over Millions) lyrics

[Verse 1:] Miss me Wished me well i'm done now Won't be coming back again I let you run wild smile for the camera Pose for the rap shot this will be the last tape I'm about to cash out fun while it lasted Maybe in a next life I can be a girlfriend Cause i don't need an ex wife They tellin' me that beauty is only skin deep Inside empty, pissed off simply cause i will not apologize For nothing about it being wrong b**h you can chose me, you will gonna win some And lose some that's just a couple things Find if it works If it don't that's another way Sold to the highest bidder, my n***a Ho had a nerve to tell a mama i hit her Never had to, that is not true there i got new that is not you [Chorus:] Let us fly to the heart I'm so lost so lonely Where she going where she going It feels like i'm in pain I'm lonely I'm lonely [Verse 2 :] I don't wanna play the plain game Nah, that is not me I can pack my own bags Know you're tryna stop me I got my mind made Spade is a spade, ma you took what we had And made it bad, what is spade now Relationship is gone ain't no hart here Just ice box where it was If it's not clear Let me make it for you we're over find another Ain't no use in trying to reason with this stupid motherf**er I never should have trust this It was dirty from the jumpstreet You wanted the rapstar you ain't really want we Settle for anybody you thought i was broke ha b**h I'm gettin plenty money that sh** was really funny You keep getting me the clean account Then i roll that benz out you at your friend's house Holdin' up with some dude with pictures on your instagram Smiling with it f** you [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Ah, yes, a new me I hope you found new you And got your sh** together I ain't mad, baby do you There's plenty other dudes to fall in lust with For holidays, or any other days That you put your trust in you are must win Losing ain't an option you don't wanna work You want the finer things stop this You ain't no better than the next b**h begging Can't pour piss out of them boots you put your legs in And even wanna fairytale wedding Like a n***a won't wife you and i don't even like you With love gone, how am i gonna write a love song I'm wishing you the best but he f**ed you with a glove on Now girl gone, nice of you to stop by b**h if she accused me of sleeping But is my wife now let me be nice now Easy introduction Misses Jordan He's just stupid b**h that i was f**ing [Chorus]