F*****g Fans (Explicit)

F*****g Fans (Explicit) - Drake

Lyrics by：A. Graham/J. Brathwaite/N. Cadastre/N. Shebib/P. Ring

Composed by：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 still be there 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 f**king up while I was out here f**king fans d**n

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

N***a 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 f**king fans I was shameless

Yeah and I know that

You was at the crib reading stories that they sent you

Most of that was bulls**t 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 s**t 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 h*e 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