You don't pay attention when I'm talkin
Hangin out with the homies
Why cant you just give me some of your time
Ohh you got me fucked up Ya lost ya mind
Cause the sex is great and its hard for me to choose
Im growing numb to the pain
I guess im the one to blame
That we could still be friends
Wished we never crossed the line
Ya promised ya never lied... to me
You knew I was down to ride witcha ya
Now im stuck with a sentiment
You was only in it for the benefit
Thought you was a gentleman
Now im stuck with a sentiment
Yea, You was just a counterfeit
Now im stuck with a sentiment