****ing Fans
 作词 : A. Graham/J. Brathwaite/N. Cadastre/N. Shebib/P. Ring
 作曲 : A. Graham/J. Brathwaite/N. Cadastre/N. Shebib/P. Ring
 I'm still working on me
 And I'm coming back better for you
 Most times it was my selfishness and your helplessness that I took advantage of
 You'd sit in the house and I'd be out and I know you're worried of (I know you're worried)
 And you tried to block it out
 I'm so sorry for letting you down
 I should've came home, came home sooner
 You'd probably be better if I
 Came home, love you like I treat you
 You'd still be there
 My girl, my lil' baby speechless
 You'd still be there, baby
 I'm still working on me (Work it)
 And I'm coming back with a plan and there's money in my hands (Work it)
 You said I was ****ing up while I was out here ****ing fans damn and it made you crazy
 Made you seem made you feel it was crazy
 While you sit in the house, I'll be out and you stay worried about me (Oh)
 Ay, yeah
 Nice when I just needed to hold somebody
 Feeling overwhelmed should've told somebody
 Picture and it's me sending chills through your body
 I just probably should've chilled 'til I saw you
 How am I supposed to get to know somebody
 Nigga left his 20s and I still wanna party
 I can not be trusted on my own with nobody
 I can not be
 If we broke it off then you know it wasn't painless
 If she got a watch then you know it's not a stainless
 I was out here ****ing fans I was shameless
 Yeah and I know that
 You was at the crib reading stories that they sent you
 Most of that was bullshit but some of it I did do
 Hard for me to justify the women I was into
 Especially when the whole entire world wished they had you
 Then I locked the door that night in Vegas 'cause I had to
 Then I had a kid even though I never planned to
 I cannot imagine when your girls gave you that news
 I know that
 Probably made you want to hit the streets on everything
 Probably made you want to pour bleach on everything
 Probably made you want to kill me on everything
 Yeah, trust I know that (Trust I know)
 Dialing I'ma say two zero one four
 'Cause you're not on the same shit that you was on before
 I know you're not happy, girl, everybody know
 Could see it in your boyfriend's eyes at the show
 Don't tell me let it go, I'm a letting go pro
 You don't wanna grow but we got to outgrow
 Went six digits on the lock screen code
 You're bragging to that hoe and it's gon' be a lot of smoke
 We both getting rich but the trust getting broke
 Tear me down with words but I know that's how you cope
 Cover up a lot can't cover up your soul
 I know you're not happy, girl, everybody know
 (Trust I know that)