(Why-oh-why-oh-why-why) (Why-oh-why-oh-why-why-why) (Why-oh-why-oh-why-why) (Why-oh-why) (Why-oh-why-oh-why-why) (Why-oh-why-oh-why-why-why) (Why-oh-why-oh-why-why) Why you gotta treat me like that Why you gotta hit me right back Like-no-no-no-no Why you gotta treat me like that Why you gotta hit me right back Like hold the phone oh I can't hold this phone Can't hold this phone no, no I can't hold this phone anymore And I swear if by tonight I get another call or text (text) Asking how I got the nerve really how I up and left Imma hit you with the curve-ball, wish you all the best Never text back, move out west (west, west, west) Teach you how to lose track of my location Teach you how to hold on when you're losing patience Teach you how to move on even though you hate this I ain't really good for you, just more of the same shit Never really been involved, I just write it off Living like my watch loaned to me, I can never take it off Keep my rhymes close to me, ain't a riddle I can't solve Till the scales change, watch as all my ethics get dissolved Start with work, move on to the way I treat my mom To the soccer games I've missed, drunk passed out on the lawn With a beach chair folded on me, parcel in my palm How'd I go from being loved to a loser with some songs yeah Why you gotta treat me like that Why you gotta hit me right back Like-no-no-no-no Why you gotta treat me like that Why you gotta hit me right back Like hold the phone oh I can't hold this phone Can't hold this phone no no I can't hold this phone anymore Why these other artists always smile in my face then When it falls apart tell me I'm the one who fakes Screw these internet personas, had about what I can take Then my penpal letters turn to black, but it's okay (what) I just brush off all the hate (what) I just brush off all the threats (huh) You can take down all the songs, I'll make a dozen more instead Done a lot of things in life but this the one I don't regret So don't hit me up right after this like I heard what you said I don't really give a, had to get that off my chest When the lights fall I'll be glad I gave it all my best This ain't spiteful, heads still in a place you couldn't guess Treated all of us like shit then said it's our fault that you left but I know everybody got some issues I know in your past life you felt you were misused Honestly, I'm sorry I ain't trying to make an excuse I own up to the things I did, hit me up when you do, yeah