Fuckboy (Freestyle)

I give you the benefit - the benefit of the doubt

but you always on some bullshit, it makes me wanna shout

i wanna shout for the girl who's heart violated by your word

the ones that you got cryin, the ones whose vision blurred

and now speech slurred, no one knows what to say

you used to be that nigga to brighten everybodys' day

but now you just a fuckboy: too caught in selfish shit

don't know how you do it, don't know how you handle it

so how do you handle it? how do you live with yourself?

knowing you're a fuckboy just throwin' feeling on a shelf

 

and so you lie and you cheat

but when you put on some heat

you start lyin some more

makin everyone sore

 

so, what is your score?

how many hearts have you tore?

do you know how many?

do you even care anymore?

 

you dont present yourself a player

but when it comes time: you say anything

say anything just to avoid being behead by the king

but when the king stand up and tries to get a truth,

you look back trying to see who told on you

 

but thats not relevant

none of this should be

if you just keep your selfishness to yourself

none of it would be

 

but you're just out for hearts

trying to scrape up spare parts

to fix the mold you have embedded

right where you should have a heart

 

your intentions start good, but then they turn into pain

which you inflict upon others case you don't wanna feel the same

the way you did when your heart was broken

so you let it all out

and that's the reason why i want to shout

 

i want to shout to the girls all over the world

beware of the fuckboy: he'll take you on a swirl

make you feel like a queen, but when you ask for a ring

he'll be gone in a minute: don't wanna commit to anything

 

except for himself

thats why his feelings are kept

kept on the highest shelf

with a pretty little name tag

a tag stating who he is

when you read it out loud

makes my heart start to fizz

he's a fuckboy

and that's all he is