Moore, Blaise - YYZ Lyrics

"The mobile number you have called is currently unavailable."

I don't want you no more
I won't take a call, no
Write another bar for you
I'm up to my neck with this shit
Yeah, I'm sick of this shit
Took a lighter to my feelings, got it lit

So go ahead and fuck your hoes
On your piano
Bet you flew 'em on that
Boeing seven four seven
I know I wasn't special
So you can stop pretending
Having a bitch second guessing

If it sounds like I'm bitter
It's 'cause I'm bitter, can you blame me?
Boy, I held it down for you
Kept it steady

If it sounds like I'm bitter
It's 'cause I'm bitter, can you blame me?
Boy, I held it down for you
Kept it steady

You see
This is what you done to me
Do you see?
This is what you done to me

This is what you done to me
Do you see?
This is what you done to me

We coulda had a future and then some
Boy you fucked over the wrong one

"Please try again later."