Brittani Nichols – What They Made Me (feat. Haviland Stillwell and Tucci la Flaca
From: WordsWithGirls
Lyrics:
Don't talk to me about making sense
I used to say nice things now I'm a pessimist
Since that's changed I'm a fucking hoe specialist
Queen to D8 'cuz now they steady checking this
My swag strong as always
Getting looks like retarded kids in hallways
That's an accurate statement 'cuz this ain't right
Became someone I hate to be someone you like
Makes no sense 'cuz I got my shit together
Smart, funny, charming, talented as ever.
Got a lot going on like an old Cosby sweater
I turned into Rudy and you niggas so Vanessa
Backhanded compliments are the new thing
Now these girls on my fingers like a mood ring
Me with you
I wanna be me with you
I ignore her
She act like I adore her
Then I let her know that it's a million more of her
She act like that's the very best
Cold heart of Africa so I could care less
Situation got me so vexed
But being nice had me so stressed
Make sure you blame them and not me
It's not what I want, it's what they made me
I can put on a show for you and make it good
Want me to ignore your texts even though I don't think I should
I'd rather be the sweet sugar treat melting in your mouth
(And in your hand)
Make you feel safe and loved
Being a dick ain't what I'm about
(Cuz I don't have one)
I wanna be me with you
I wanna be me with you
Now that I don't care your time you wanna invest
No kisses when I cared about your interests
Ready to send a text, I think you're beautiful
Listing off the cute gestures that I'd do for you
In this moment though, I really gotta go
Don't text you back so I can kick it with my bros
Yeah I'm supposed to be there with you
But here a girl dropped it low, fuck I'm s'posed to do
It'd be kinda mean for me not to look
I mean damn, she made her friend hold her pocketbook
Yes I kissed her, no I don't like her
Yeah I fucked her, no I won't wife her
Who the hell gone save me
Not playing the field makes you a safety
Wide receiving this bullshit they can't replace
Now these nice girls wondering how I'm getting face
The old B comes 'round just to hate me
We both know if she stayed you wouldn't date me
I wish she could quite frankly
It's not what I want, it's what they made me