GARDENING

Yeah, look
Another miscommunication to an argument
What good is a relationship without the hardest shit
You don't stab me in my back, you stab me where my heart is in
You make your own rules as you go like you Parliament
When it come to playing with emotions you an artisan
Kick your feet up, while I'm down like an ottoman
This grass ain't green, but you acting like you gardening
I'm seeing through all of your decorations and your garnishment
You broken, take it out on me cause I'm an artist
This a story in five parts, lil mama like Tha Carter's is
Tearing me apart just like a college hooper's cartilage
Tore me up, there goes them first round projections
There goes that sex without protection
Blue and read texts like elections
While you living inside sections
Meanwhile your friends wanna live inside mentions
Saying I ain't shit and to look at reflections
But can they make that connection
They cannot take that rejection
Just like you can't take affection
Say I'm fucking bitches, can you think for yourself for a second
Put that phone down, look at me in my retinas
For once in your life can you please be professional
We out in public can you please stop yelling
God Damn for a second
Yeah
I'm tryna understand why you lied in that message
Saying I'm the worst was your only projection
Knowing you my ex made me feel like I'm stupid
Why did I hope for love from a nigga name Cupid
Bouquet of flowers and we conversate for hours