🔤he first pair.

(Three and four and)
Ba‑ba‑da, ba‑ba‑da‑ba‑da
Mmm, mmm
My boy’s bein’ sus, he was shady enough
But now he’s just a shadow
My boy loves his friends like I love my split ends
And by that, I mean he cuts ’em off (What?)
My boy, my boy, my boy
Don’t love me like he promised
My boy, my boy, my boy
He ain’t a man and sure as hell ain’t honest
My boy’s bein’ sus and he don’t know how to cuss
He just sounds like he’s tryna be his father (Who are you?)
My boy’s an ugly crier but he’s such a pretty liar
And by that, I mean he said he’d change
My boy, my boy, my boy
Don’t love me like he promised
My boy, my boy, my boy
He ain’t a man and sure as hell ain’t honest