Selling Dreams or Saying watchu mean

Forreal forreal

Tell me how you’d feel

If I kissed ya

And told ya I’m not yo Nigga forreal .

That I’ve been here for over year

Just to court ya and fuck ya

and leave ya right there ?

Prally be mad prally

be sad prally stab me up

But I’d live cuz I’m full of good luck

But hey how could you place blame

when ya feelings changed

I stopped juugin and stopped having change

And you went ghost and yo lip poked

In your friends’ group messages

you was telling good jokes .

All in hopes for us to elope .

But not so fast

you don’t get a pass

Same girls sharing a laugh

With me in a bath .

Eating shrimp steaks and crabs

And that get back real believe it or not

Have ya eyes swollen and noses pouring with snot .

Chasing another guy that you thinking is hot .

Not knowing he having alternative plots ?

Of the same things that I was honest about

Now you hurt heart broken lip poking out

On Instagram tryna dish and air him out .

Cuz you damaged and tryna gain some clout

Man please .