Big Sean — Almost Wrote You A Love Song

[Intro: Suai] Tried to write a love song I wanted it to be just right Tried to make it beautiful But all I could think of was our last fight I was gon' play it on piano Have the drums come in real bold But I couldn't think of anything good to say So the big ballad strings will never get played Pretty melody I wrote will never get sang Piece of paper that I started [?] thrown away A song about our love will never see the light of day Why? 'Cause you made it that way Yeah Yeah, you made it that way Ooh, yeah [Chorus: Suai] I was gonna write you a love song But you screwed it all up Playing games, now you're just A lame who's **** (Crazy ass b—) outta luck I almost wrote you a love song [Verse 1: Big Sean] She threw my watch out the window, chain in her hand She running through the crib, finding anything she can Now our relationship is not the only thing that's outta hand (Look) She even called my mama like, "You need to get ya man 'Cause your son lying on me, I ain't trying to get a tan And this the last time he'll have me crying in my hands So I'm heading to the club tr—tryna find a man" Bitch, you headed to the club tr—tryna find a man What is you saying? Had hoes and passionate night gowns But you the only one I imagine in white gowns So where ya left hand, you should let me add a ring to it Because Mr and Mrs Anderson just has a ring to it She like, "Why you act like that to me (What?) And walk right back, Mike Jack to me? Every time we fall out I'll throw yo ass out But you just end up boomeranging right back to me, what the fuck? [Chorus: Suai] I was gonna write you a love song But you screwed it all up Playing games, now you're just A lame who's **** outta luck I almost wrote you a love song [Verse 2: Big Sean] [?] ayy I think you crazy, crazy, you need medication You should calm down, you need meditation Sending me a text with a hundred exclamations (What the fuck) About how I'm wrong without any explanation At all before you say another nigga next up I should call a maid down 'cause I messed up But gave you what you need even on them shopping sprees I would throw you paper like extra extra (Read all about it) She said what if we reversed roles And you was front row cheering at my first shows And a couple dollars later and some Louis Vuitton clothes I could fuck a couple niggas thinking that you wouldn't know? And since I had no feelings for them then it shouldn't hurt yours And since you thought I'd never do it it even hurt more And I would lie about it, but you'd find out from the source Whose word was more truthful then yours, fuck what you [?] [Suai] I’m so glad I didn’t ever pen it Now you ain’t got nothing with your stupid name in it And if I would’ve did it would’ve probably stay with ya Listening to the lies you were constantly telling you did me all wrong What would even make me wanna write you a song So glad I moved on Cause now I got a new guy thats turning me on And the big ballot strings are about to get played Pretty melody I wrote is about to get sang A song about our love is going to see the light of day Why? Cause you made it that way Oohhh, yeah you made it that way Ohhhh oh yeahh, I was going to write you a love song But you screwed it all up Playing games now you’re just A lame who’s shit outta luck I almost wrote you a love song