U Played Yourself - Nasty C

Ok ok ok ok

I’m about to say all facts

Deep

You played yourself, you played yourself, you played yourself

You played yourself

She cheated on you, she cheated on you

He cheated on you, he cheated on you

Oh you played yourself, you played yourself

You know you played yourself

Okay, you played yourself

She cheated on you, she cheated on you, he cheated on you

He cheated on you

That’s wifey huh, for lifey huh?

Your partner in crime, so why did she lie?

Yeah she cheated on you yeah she cheated on you (okay)

Two thousand eighteen only trust your team

Don’t chase LB’s only chase your dream, that’s word

Like cheek, 'coz that’s a thing now that’s how it be

If life was perfect you’d be easy

Wouldn’t have to do the silent treatment

Found out she was creeping

Unforgettable evening

I could tell you wish you could tap in your memory bank and delete it

You can’t un-see it, that’s your baby baby you don’t believe it

You don’t want the truth but you need it, sucka

Know you feel like a sucka thought ya was a lucky motherfucka

Are you gon let her walk in and out dog?

Or find out who she messing with and punch em in their mouth

Knock em out take em down?

What now?

Well done, you played yourself

Take a bow

I said are you gon let her walk in and out dog?

Or find out who she messing with and punch em in their mouth

Knock em out take em down?

Take him out, what now?

Sit your ass down nigga

You played yourself, you played yourself, you played yourself

You played yourself

She cheated on you, she cheated on you, he cheated on you

He cheated on you

Oh you played yourself, you played yourself

You know you played yourself

Okay, you played yourself

She cheated on you, she cheated on you, he cheated on you

He cheated on you

That’s wifey huh, for lifey huh?

Your partner in crime, so why did she lie?

Yeah she cheated on you yeah she cheated on you (okay)

You wrong you wrong for pretending like you don’t know

That he’s with the homies but the homies is out with the hoes

That’s just how it goes nobody will tell you why so

That’s gang code, that’s bro code, that’s guy code

What’s the action, what you planning?

Why you standing?

You gave your left hand to a man that just can’t handle it

Get over it, move past don’t look back at it

You know it’s real when rappers say don’t look back at it

Anyway back to this, practice this

Only give your fucks to your mattresses

Only give your trust to the bank this year

Only throw it back in the bank and shit yeah

Take my relationship advice or go through the same thing twice

This is a side message to address what may upset the small group of people who

haven’t come to terms with their reality.

People in denial of a truth that

could set them free.

What Mr. Ivyson is saying is, take all this so-called love

that you had devoted in a stranger, and invest it equally between what you see

when you imagine your greatest self and what you see when you look in the

mirror.

And he 100% guarantees you, you will find gold.

But don’t forget:

you still played yourself.

Strings and Bling