History

God bless

I been wrong, can't be right

Let you win every fight, babe

Let her throw a little jab, bringing up old shit

Hands all in my face how you give me space

Wanna call you a (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)

Got the blank face, you would think I didn't care

But ain't no need to yell

Buy you everything, I treat you well

You're making little things a bigger deal

Maybe I just want a different thrill

That don't make me love you different, girl

This ain't the end for me

'Cause I know you're meant for me, oh baby

Our story bittersweet

You say, "It's hard to forget what you did to me"

Baby, can't you see we

Got too much history?

So don't say we're history

Did dirt, now I'm Mr. Clean

And she don't mean shit to me, nah, she can't compete

Got too much history

So don't say we're history, yeah

Did dirt, now I'm Mr. Clean

Without you would be misery

So don't say we're history, no

Why you keep stirring up drama?

You get that shit straight from your mama

Captions like "You'll get your karma"

Mad as shit 'cause I caught you lookin' bad as (Shit)

Fucked up and never owned up

Blocked all our texts

Last thing you wrote was "God bless

No men, no stress"

I say, "Say less

You ain't ever gon' hear from me

You won't get a single tear from me"

Know you probably gotta heal from me

Poppin' all them little pills for me

Well, ain't too many that can deal with me

All this time, and, girl, it's real for me, yeah

Got too much history

So don't say we're history

Did dirt, now I'm Mr. Clean

She don't mean shit to me, nah, she can't compete

Got too much history

So don't say we're history

Did dirt, now I'm Mr. Clean

Without you would be misery

So don't say we're history, no