I miss the old you
The one that held me down and kinda told the truth
At Warwick every WednesdayCan′t control you
Partyin' with rappers, actin′ hoeish too
You got yourself a singer, ahh
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 GucciGhost, wow
And I never got a single fuckin' thank you from you
Or, "I love you daddy"
You ungrateful bitch
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 fucking cold
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 motherfuckin' penny
I miss the old me
I miss the way I used to be
I miss the old me
And now these drugs controllin′ me
It's all your fault, baby
Still reaching for the Henny
And I never got a single fuckin′ thank you from you
Or, "I love you daddy"
You ungrateful bitch
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
(Take you shopping for them clothes)
(Before I got so distant)
(And you got so fucking cold)
I miss the old you
Before you fucked G-Eazy
Both the Migos too
Started bumpin′ 21 and NAV
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
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 GucciGhost, wow
And I never got a single fuckin′ thank you from you
Or, "I love you daddy"
You ungrateful bitch
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 fucking cold
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 motherfuckin′ penny
I miss the old me
I miss they way I used to be
I miss the old me
And now these drugs controllin' me
It′s all your fault, baby
Still reaching for the Henny
And I never got a single fuckin' thank you from you
Or, "I love you daddy"
You ungrateful bitch
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
