| Adjust to pain |
| It hurt too bad to say, to say you left me, left me |
| Fuckin' with the wrong man |
| (Left me) Said she fuckin’ with the wrong man |
| Ever since she left me |
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| I guess you fell into the wrong hands, yeah |
| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh |
| And now you're F-in' with the wrong man, man |
| Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah |
|
| You took some time away from me (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) |
| (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) |
| I see you made your mind (Ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) |
| Just read the signs, it’s clear to see (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) |
| (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) |
| I'm tryna make you mine (Ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) |
| 'Cause love is blind, your hurt is fine (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) |
| (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) |
| To heal, it takes some time (Ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) |
|
| I guess you fell into the wrong hands, yeah |
| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh |
| And now you're F-in' with the wrong man, man |
| Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah |
| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh |
| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh |
| Ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah |
| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh |
| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh |
| Ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah |
|
| Tokyo trips, shoppin' sprees full of gifts |
| I remember we would dream about kids |
| Tryna get that V with that crib |
| Back when you used to be's with that Crip |
| Gotta give a little to get |
| A little bit in return now, tables turn now |
| And you heard 'bout me and my bitch |
| I’m just tryna chill |
| ’Cause lately I've been thinkin’ 'bout you and rebuildin' |
| Walking 'round like you lost feelings |
| I can tell he not fulfilling |
| You in love with me still |
| They say only if looks could kill, for real |
| You walk around town with that guy |
| When you pass by (Ah-ah) |
| I just laugh like (Ah-ah) |
|
| I guess you fell into the wrong hands, yeah |
| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh |
| And now you’re F-in' with the wrong man, man |
| Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah |
| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh |
| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh |
| Ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah |
| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh |
| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh |
| Ooh, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah |