Silent Treatment (Gangsta Edition)"

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Title: "Silent Treatment (Gangsta Edition)"

Yo, we used to ride together, now you in the trunk, skull and bones,
Every day was a heist, now it’s cold, dead zones.
I’m losin’ my girl, feel like I’m losin’ my mind,
You said we’d be together forever, now you ghostin’ like a ghost in the night, on rewind!

I knew you’d flip like a switch, now you playin’ bad cop,
Tryna ditch me like a hot potato, pop!
You thought this was a sitcom? No, fool, it’s a B, B, C, doc,
End game? You scrammin’ like you just saw a Glock.

Don’t speak, I know what you’re sayin’,
Got your game explained like I’m Sherlock Insanely!
Please stop preachin’, I don’t need no reason,
Your excuses taste worst than your malice.
Don’t speak, I read your texts, I got a paper trail,
You’re colder than a fucking mortuary aisle.
Ain’t no sense in you explainin’, I already know the why,
Now you dyin’ slow in my heart? Love! That’s a low blow, though—ouch!

Our memories? A highlight reel with major plot holes,
We kissed in the rain, then tears flooded the house.
Invited trouble over? Nah, you were the trouble,
Now I’m stuck with the mess and a broke dishwasher, though.

You said love was forever, now you run like it’s Hustle & Flow—
But baby, you ain’t no kind spirit, you just a cameo!
I’m sittin’ here cryin’… but wait, is this a rage cry?
Or just sad I had to rhyme rage with strawberry pie?

Don’t speak, I know what you’re thinkin’,
You’re out here vibin’ with some new skinny king.
Stop your explainin’, my pain’s on Netflix, playin’ nonstop,
You think you the first one? Nah, fool—I got a queue book.
Don’t speak, your apologies? Throw ’em in the bin,
I already built a wall—now you trapped in brick court, again.
This endin’ was written when we kissed at the air balloon,
Now we fake in the grave? Haha! You’re a fucking loon.!

“Aww, I just needed space, my soul’s a space ship…”
Laughs! You’ve been orbitin’ Mars, girl, while I was sippin’ cheap wine!
You’re endin’ like a bad movie sequel—I saw it in the preview!
Now you cryin’? Nah, I’m the one who should be on The View, though.

Don’t speak—your words? They just ice on a slippery slope,
I’m chillin’ at the bottom, droppin’ bars like a pro.
You’re real good? Nah, you real gone—that’s the truth,
I know you’re good… just not in this relationship. Mwah.

“Huh?!” / “Yo, yo, yo!” / “La, la, la—I ain’t listenin’!”

“…But I still miss you, though. Fuck it.*”