What Am I Supposed To Do - Sal Houdini

You didn’t hear from me in the mornin'

Girl I really thought we could be somethin', how you love another man with no

warnin'?

I ain’t change my number, yeah I’m seein' all your texts, but you know damn

well I’m ignorin'

'Cause you would do the same if I found someone too, but you ain’t even bother

to call me

How’d you not call me?

Just imagine I was feelin' so played

Just thinkin' 'bout the time and the money I invested in you how much of it I

could’ve saved

I left it all in your hands when I should’ve left in Gods shawty I should’ve

prayed

With all of the damage that you did on the boy there was no way that I could’ve

stayed

What am I supposed to do?

When I got this close to you

When you dance with someone else

What am I supposed to do?

What am I

What am I

What am I supposed to do my love?

What am I

What am I supposed to do my love?

What am I

What am I supposed to do my love?

Supposed to do my love?

Yeah

I was honestly so clueless

Lookin' through our texts then watchin' all your posts best believe I was

feelin' real stupid

Ways that you talk to me privately could’ve sworn me and you were exclusive

Props to you shawty 'cause you made me feel a way, it’s the way that you

executed

But that’s all ruined

You just wanted all my clout from my mentions

Thank God that I came to my senses

I don’t ghost you 'cause I’m cravin' attention

'Cause I’m the furthest from a drama queen

I’m the one leavin' you on seen

Puttin' up walls in between me and everybody else

What am I supposed to do?

When I got this close to you

When you dance with someone else

What am I supposed to do?

What am I

What am I

What am I supposed to do my love?

What am I

What am I supposed to do my love?

What am I

What am I supposed to do my love?

Supposed to do my love?

Girl there’s lot of shit that I regret doin' for ya

Thought after your man I’d be the one to do it for ya

Everything changed girl I barely even know ya

Used to ask me shit like would I move to California

Told you if we’re datin' then I’m down I could afford it

Told you if it’s you then there ain’t nothin' else important

If my niggas find out they 'gon tell me that they called it

Hit me with a «I told you so» girl I know it

Spent a lot of bread took your ass to Saint Laurent

Whippin' through SoHo Prince Street in the foreign

Yeah, I drank a lot but what I’m sayin' don’t ignore it

Girl, I think I got a little gamblin' problem

Girl, I think I ordered way too many champagne bottles

Shit, I guess it’s true that the devil wears Prada

You can’t look cute if inside of you’s the problem

Dolce & Gabbana, baby, Gucci or Dior

Girl, I run these streets they call me Michael Corleone

Girl, I see you finally found someone to pay your loans

Now I know the reason you stopped hittin' up my phone

Wonder if you still think about me on the side?

Wonder if you still tryin' to fuck me on the side?

Wonder if you love me or you still trying to decide?

Even though I know your games you catch me by surprise

Time after time you showed me your true colors

Girl I know the secrets that you always tryin' to cover

'Member you was sending me nudes undercover

'Member you were taken and I found out in the summer

Don’t know if you changed but a freak always a freak

I can’t love a girl that belongs to the streets

Never wife a girl that’s got new niggas every week

Never trust a bitch that hides her phone when you meet

I might’ve drank a little too much

I’m spittin' facts girl don’t you front

Said you don’t need a man but got a new one

Ahhhh

(Outro)

Supposed to do my love?

Supposed to do my love?