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letra de word to my x - yung massacre tha god

[verse]
word to my x
on that b-tch i’m finna flex
i’m your massa i’m your god
i know you remember that
said you moved on but we know that’s not the game

five days later new n-gga with the same name
go live with your momma like you did before i f-cking came
go and cut yourself like you did before i made you change
addicted to your meds that don’t sh-t for you
it’s pitiful
hate yourself so much you think a n-gga’s always cheating on you
hope you do like lonnie and just go f-cking k!ll yourself
letting n-ggas kiss you when you with me that sh-t weird as h-ll
if it was up to me ace would be in a body bag
making fakе accounts because you don’t trust me what thе f-ck is that?
you be acting like a child and wonder why i’m weirded out?
always gotta be a victim you can’t take account-ability
wanna claim i’m always angry stupid b-tch you ruined me
i tried to play it nice then you displayed you’re immaturity
wasted two years on you now you claim you never heard of me?
had the b-tch all up in my ear screaming “murder me”
only hit it through the phone and the b-tch was still obsessed with me
this b-tch tried to tell me that i should quit music
this b-tch tried to tell me that i couldn’t do it
you can’t be my wife if you don’t support me
i don’t give f-ck if you do adore me
thought i was someone different so you tried to twist me to a image
then you threw a tantrum because i refused to fit in it
f-ck and your dreams i’m not them soft n-ggas
you get with black men because you have white guilt
always tried to compete with the relationships that i built
try to threaten me i’ll end your f-cking life b-tch
when i see you or your n-gga it’s on sight b-tch
you wanted us to be public so i’m making this public
said it wasn’t for the money but she always wanted something
and this b-tch is f-cking manic always left me in a panic
if you f-ck with me i promise that this sh-t is gon get tragic
f-ck your aunts and your brother i do not f-ck with them f-ggots
don’t have your own life so you tried to take mine
introduced yourself to my mother that sh-t crossed a line
wanted me to respect your boundaries but couldn’t respect mine
and now that you ain’t with me suddenly you’ve taken my advice
and sometimes i feel bad for that n-gga lonnie he was right
why you tryna spend the night with people that you don’t know?
you move shadily, always found a way to get away from me
and don’t get me started with the lowkey f-cking hate on me
she doesn’t know love uses n-ggas as accessories
got a cuban one like the chain around my neck please
don’t hit me up if you ever f-cking hear this because this sh-t is the last f-ck i’ll ever give about you

- yung massacre tha god

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