[Intro]

Remo the Hitmaker

Ugh

It's a confessional, uh-huh

[Verse 1]

Have you ever, ever got caught?

Talkin' blood red-handed

Damn, I ain't as smooth as I thought (Type shit)

Talkin' each and every single lie

Everyone that you told

Played out on the phone that she found in your bag

And a couple of graphic videos (Oh, no)

She saw it all

She saw things she can't unsee

No way that I could deny that it was me, it was me

[Chorus]

So now I'm, uh

Drinkin' a little more frequent

Smokin' a little more lately

I kept two million secrets

She got еvery reason to hate mе

'Cause I played with her heart

She got every reason to hate me

And it's tearin' me apart

'Cause she got every reason, ayy

So now I'm

Drinkin' a little more frequent

Smokin' a little more lately

I kept two million secrets

She got every reason to hate me, yeah

I don't blame you for hatin' me

She got every reason to hate me

I don't blame you for hatin' me, yeah

[Verse 2]

But how you gon' act like

I wasn't someone you could run to? Mm (Someone you could run to)

All you had to do was tell me what you wanted

You know I was gon' come through

Like I'm supposed to

Never held you to your duties as a wife

Let you do what you want to (You want to)

'Cause I had a couple in the background

Down to give me what I couldn't get from you

That ain't an excuse, I made a promise

And then I hurt you

I'm really sorry to be honest for once

I know this is difficult to work through

[Chorus]

And that's why I'm

Drinkin' a little more frequent

Smokin' a little more lately

I kept two million secrets

And she got every reason to hate me

'Cause I played with her heart

She got every reason to hate me

And it's tearin' me apart

She got every reason, ayy

So now I'm drinkin' a little more frequent

Smokin' a little more lately

I kept two million secrets

She got every reason to hate me, yeah

I don't blame you for hatin' me

She got every reason to hate me, yeah

I don't blame you for hatin' me, yeah