Dave - How I Met My Ex lyrics

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I met my girl when I was eighteen-years-old
And she was just turnin' twenty-three
I really love her from my heart
And even though I don't deserve it, fam
I hope she loves me
So I just done this private show
I'm doin' Footlocker promo
And judgin' from the postcode it
Was Shoreditch or Soho
Did six or seven tracks
Made six or seven racks
A couple days later on Twitter I saw this
Photo of myself and I was grinning
That 4K camera of quality had got me tripping
So I'm checking out who did it
When I stumbled on this girl
And I could tell that she was different
A couple hours later now I'm
Liking all her pictures i ain't finished
I typed her Twitter name into my Insta so


I could check on every single little digit
Why didn't I just message her?
Trust me I was thinking
But I'm a self-centred rapper too
Concerned about my image the truth
So when she hit me first I'm
Pretty shocked I didn't burst
I'm callin' Josh, Jack and Juss
Who am I ringin' first?
Man, I was so excited that I replied
A minute later, that's that "Bro
I think that you just let her know" excited
Too excited
No clue on what I should do excited
So I'm just typin', ramblin' like a fool
Excited look, look
And we were talkin' for hours
Over some minor things
Ignorin' everyone else, to her
I'm replyin' quick this type of chick
She got a spark like
You were lightin' spliffs
You know you like her when
You're thinking about your words
She got me typing
Deleting my messages then re-writing
In the hope that there's a
Smile when she's replyin'
The highlight of my day, them
Phone calls in the night
It's the little things
The girl, she had a vibe and I liked it and
She's into photography
She's got a passion for it
And she respects that I'm rappin' but
She ain't cattin' for it
See, that's the perfect balance
There's nothin' better than
A girl with talent, drive, ambition
All of them things above
She's showin' in abundance
I ain't even met her yet
She works around the corner but
Lives just outside of London
I ain't frontin', I'm a sweet boy
Intentions are in question
So my compliments are decoys if
That even makes sense
The first time I met her
I'm surrounded by my friends
Random ends on some staircase
So much for a first date
I just had a show and I asked
If she could meet me after
Maybe we could chill
You never know where things could go
No problem, she down to roll
Travelled in the cold
So I went across the road
Grey hoodie under her coat
If I'm rememberin' correctly
It's always kind of weird when
A person that you were texting's a
Person that you're obsessed with
I was on her from the jump
I think she was wearin' pumps
Or Vans when I first met her
Know it's either either one
She was lookin' so attractive
I barely saw skin
'Cause she was covered like a mattress, man
I think that she's the one
I was stuck for twenty seconds tryna
To give the girl a hug
And all my friends are drunk so fuck it
I'm 'bout to kiss her any complications
I'm blamin' it on the liquor
Changin' my name on Twitter and
Blockin' her on my Insta
I saw her skin blush the
Moment that our lips touched
She pulled my bottom lip until it stretched
Kissed me on my cheek until
She reached around my neck
And had me moanin' like a bitch
Even though I'm wearin' jeans
I had to re-arrange my dick so
She don't see that I'm erect
It's the first time we met
Got me feelin' like a creep
And that strawberry flavour gave her tongue
A kinda sweet little taste
And we could speak about anything
We were friends first
I dropped her to the station, I remember
'Cause we had a conversation for
Ages about our dreams
And the things that we hadn't seen and
All that we intended to do
I bet she's hopin' my intentions are true
And as months went by we both got into it
And intimate
And I'ma spare you the details 'cause both
Of our parents are probably listenin'
But really we were into it, into us
Into this into everything about each other
We were lovers
And I love her 'cause she knows me
And that's probably why she told me
You ain't ready for a girl
You're still a little kid that's
Gettin' ready for the world and you
Don't need that kinda burden
But I told her that I want
It and I'm just being honest
Yes, I know that girls exist but I
Don't see them as a problem
I meant every single word and I
Ain't gonna lie and say
DM's have been absurd but out
Of every single girl
This is the weirdest of positions
It's usually the girl
That's askin' where I see her fittin'
Or a place on her position
But I'm tellin' her I need it and
I don't think she sees it
So I'm being even sweeter when
We're speakin' and we're meetin'
I've got affectionate messages
You could read them
You gotta tell a girl that she's
Beautiful till she sees it believes it
Understands it more than physically
Mentally, and the way that I'm feelin'
I could talk for ten years about
The moments that we shared
The jokes that we had runnin'
The places that we been
The music we made together
Producin' next to my bed
Then makin' my minor changes in
Reference to what she said
I think I started gettin' tired
My schedule's a mess
Replies are gettin' lazy and my
Lady knows it's crazy
But she's there if I'm in need
While I'm at shows gettin' tempted
By girls that are on their knees
You know I'm only a teen
It's like my eyes started driftin'
Not as easy as I pictured
To give your all to a woman
Ignorin' all this attention
That's been gettin' to my head
The sex is so accessible
One message or text and girls
Will get in your bed
She's tryna make it happen with
Photos at her events
I mention it's her passion
Photography is her thing
And I don't know if it's the
Pressure where paper meets the passion
And the pleasure
We all gotta work to survive
So now she's popping up at shows
Takin' pictures on her own
And at first, it wasn't cool but, fuck it
We'll let it go
Until I saw her in some rapper's tracksuit
I felt a way she told me it was work and
She was in some studio
Takin' pictures and I just sighed
Some halfway-wannabe
Rappers had fed her lies
They ain't lookin' for no picture
I know it's your profession
But read their intentions
They ain't payin' male photographers to
Shoot that same session
And I felt so disrespectful
Standin' on her dreams
And crushin' 'em, I just
Told her it's nothing
Do what you need to do
If I ain't feedin' you then my opinion's
All I'm givin' when I speak to you
'cause I don't have the right
Why should girls be punished for
A male's dirty mind?
When I think about it now
I'm ashamed to the core
I mean how many men stop
Their women from achievin'
What they can because in secret
They been feelin' insecure?
And I can't handle my emotions
It's probably why I didn't see her
Talent when I should've been
Supportin' and promotin'
Like I didn't have a platform
A voice and a followin'
With everyone I knew
I really coulda done a lot of things
To help chase her dream but
Instead of me to grow
Into the person that she needs
I acted like I couldn't see
And I don't mean to say this
Like I don't trust the girl
But how can I trust her
If I don't trust myself?
And even girls can get tempted
You know how it goes
What if she meets a bigger rapper
When she's at a show?
What if he sees her backstage?
What if he's sellin' lots?
What if he's got a bigger
Car? Got a better watch?
That doesn't bother me
She really ain't material
It's all the little things they do
That put the fear in you
What if he actually replies? What
If he phones her too?
What if he's doin' all the things
That I'm supposed to do?
What if he's listenin', laughin', relatin'?
What if he even cares to ask
Her how her day's been?
What if he's tryna give
Her everything she needs
And expects from the one damn
Person that she's datin'?
I shoulda helped her follow her dream
But instead
I held her back and had her followin' me
And boy's got a brave face
So they'll never know
That it hurts just as much
When you let them go