Old White Flame lyrics

This ain't a love song, this is sh*t gone wrong
And I'll admit it, I wasn't even the n*gga to hit it
But I wanted to, wanted to show you what I was gonna do
Too bad sh*t ended, hit me so fast felt like I got rear ended
Yea I'll admit it, I made the mistake then
But the keys to my heart, you ain't have to take them
Old white flame, not really, she was lightskin
And I was trifling, I ain't even gonna front
And act like I don't miss her cuz I do
I remember all the time I spent talking to you
Didn't hang out that much, but I wasn't like that yet
Is it too late to ask if I can bite that yet?
And yea, sh*t changed after we stopped talking
Again, that was my fault, I stopped frauding
And realized exactly what I lost, never knew
What love cost until you did that sh*t to me
Might not have been dating literally
But when you called and told me you lost it, I lost it
Couldn't do the friendship anymore, but couldn't accost it
So I left it alone and continued with the homegrown
sh*t probably warped my mind and I wasn't fine
With the idea of not having you to myself
sh*t wasn't good for my health, at least back then
If it was present day it wouldn't have happened that way
But I won't fraud, yea girl I still love you
Even after everything we been through
And lately since we got back in touch you done
Changed on me, gotta tell you, I don't like the change homie
I miss the old you, not this new bravado filled bold you
Heh, see how I flipped that? Old White Flame, only a real n*gga
Coulda did that, and yea I did get jealous see in' you with new dudes
But I wasn't tryna be prude and comment cuz it wasn't my place
Compared to these n*ggas I was outta space, I let my anger get the
Best of me didn't care, cuz I blocked you out from the rest of me
I just seen your new twitter pop up on my TL as I'm writing this
Not gonna follow you though, just stay in my writing bliss
Hope one day a blogger asks me about this song so I can
Mention your name and you stop actin' like I'm just some random n*gga
Go figure, I don't like the feeling, not one of them n*ggas out here
Dealing, I'm getting my life straight, workin' out tryna get to a nice weight
Could use a nice plate of drugs with a jar of em right next to it
So many new up and comers I'm tryna be the next to do it
So girl while i'm sitting here writing this song
I hope one day I'll get to right my wrongs
And I'm probably labeling myself as too much
Of a screw up, but that's an affect of love
Old white Flame