Word Up Futuristic & Devvon Terrell

[Verse 1: Futuristic]
Yo, I came home for the holidays
I ain't seen you in a minute
I've been in the city working, handling my business
I ain't talked to you since the day that you was trippin'
I look at your pictures, you've been making bad decisions, hangin' with a bunch of bitches who got all these bad intentions
The only thing they wanna do is get drunk and fuck some niggas
Is that what you really want?
Tell me, is that what you really want?
Yo, I ain't stressin' it's a blessing
How we left it, you pathetic
All the memories we had but you was so quick to forget 'em
All them words you never meant 'em
All them texts that you were sending
Got me grinning when I get 'em

[Chorus: Devvon Terrell]
When I walk in you say what up
I say where you been, you say turned up
I'm like word up
When I walk in you say what up
I say where you been, you say turned up
I'm like word up

[Verse 2: Futuristic]
Yo, I came home for my birthday
Why you at my party in the first place?
You be acting like this is the first grade
I remember you had never even got to first base, seemed like every nigga get to triple on the first date
Now you so thirsty, you would go do anything to hurt me
Now I know you never deserved me
Something wasn't working, can't believe I thought
It was a sure thing
I'm just doing me, I'm not searching
Everything is perfect, I hope that you get that
All the shit you talking oh my god you need a tic-tac
Who are all these new girls? Baby where your friends at?
All the fighting tell me girl why would I ever miss that?