Kiana Ledé, Blackway - Shame lyrics
Kiana Ledé [Kiana Ledé Brown] Lemoore, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kiana Ledé, Blackway - Shame lyrics]
I always seem to get my way way too late
Say you wanna be a new
Man with your new lover
Just remember who showed you that
Used to be about yourself
Now you're selfless
Glad I could do that, but
I don't fuck with you like that anymore
But, I still think about that
Time in New Orleans, oh na
It's kinda messed up she don't have to see
How you messed up when you were with me?
It's a shame she gon' know
Everything I taught ya
It's a shame she gon' get
To see your better you
It's a shame that I went
Through all that shit
It's a shame she don't even see the come up
It's a shame, ah yeah
Yeah, I gave you time 'cause I
Was blind and I was patient
Tried to focus on the good times
But the bad out-weighed it
I'm way too good, baby don't stress
Had to let you go so you can be a blessing
Or another girl's lesson
I don't fuck with you like that anymore
But, I still think about that
Time in New Orleans, oh na
It's kinda messed up she don't have to see
How you messed up when you were with me?
It's a shame she gon' know
Everything I taught ya
It's a shame she gon' get
To see your better you
It's a shame that I went
Through all that shit
It's a shame she don't even see the come up
It's a shame, ah yeah
Ou, it's a shame ou, it's a shame
Ou, it's a shame ou, it's a shame, ah yeah
Look, you foul but never been cold as this
I pull your cards so much
I got an abundance of poker chips
I can't front, I though about you
Then I wrote a song about you
Two verses, recorded a bridge
And then got over it
So I ain't tripping
Just look how cool my composure is
Ain't finna text you with all that
"I need some closure" shit
I can't tell if I'm still salty but don't
Post a pic with my ex pose
Or I'ma have to expose the bitch, nah
I've been out of it
Gotta tear me some vitamins
For all that jazz
You be sounding like Mitchell Donovan
You be talking all kinda shit
Still can't see that the problem is
'For I got up inside
Girl you didn't know what a condom is
If the fire burn out, don't trip, just let it
But, I live that kinda life to
Make a bitch regret it
I ain't gonna complain or vent
To sound all sympathetic
But whenever you ride his dick
Make sure you give me credit
It's a shame she gon' know
Everything I taught ya
It's a shame she gon' get
To see your better you
Say you wanna be a new
Man with your new lover
Just remember who showed you that
Used to be about yourself
Now you're selfless
Glad I could do that, but
I don't fuck with you like that anymore
But, I still think about that
Time in New Orleans, oh na
It's kinda messed up she don't have to see
How you messed up when you were with me?
It's a shame she gon' know
Everything I taught ya
It's a shame she gon' get
To see your better you
It's a shame that I went
Through all that shit
It's a shame she don't even see the come up
It's a shame, ah yeah
Yeah, I gave you time 'cause I
Was blind and I was patient
Tried to focus on the good times
But the bad out-weighed it
I'm way too good, baby don't stress
Had to let you go so you can be a blessing
Or another girl's lesson
I don't fuck with you like that anymore
But, I still think about that
Time in New Orleans, oh na
It's kinda messed up she don't have to see
How you messed up when you were with me?
It's a shame she gon' know
Everything I taught ya
It's a shame she gon' get
To see your better you
It's a shame that I went
Through all that shit
It's a shame she don't even see the come up
It's a shame, ah yeah
Ou, it's a shame ou, it's a shame
Ou, it's a shame ou, it's a shame, ah yeah
Look, you foul but never been cold as this
I pull your cards so much
I got an abundance of poker chips
I can't front, I though about you
Then I wrote a song about you
Two verses, recorded a bridge
And then got over it
So I ain't tripping
Just look how cool my composure is
Ain't finna text you with all that
"I need some closure" shit
I can't tell if I'm still salty but don't
Post a pic with my ex pose
Or I'ma have to expose the bitch, nah
I've been out of it
Gotta tear me some vitamins
For all that jazz
You be sounding like Mitchell Donovan
You be talking all kinda shit
Still can't see that the problem is
'For I got up inside
Girl you didn't know what a condom is
If the fire burn out, don't trip, just let it
But, I live that kinda life to
Make a bitch regret it
I ain't gonna complain or vent
To sound all sympathetic
But whenever you ride his dick
Make sure you give me credit
It's a shame she gon' know
Everything I taught ya
It's a shame she gon' get
To see your better you