I got blood on my hands
It's gonna be a murder
How could you love another man?
That's unheard of
cnd now I got my blood on my hands
It's all on my fingertips
We both got blood on our hands
Nobody's innocent

I guess I'm scared of a ring like I'm CP3
Got me breaking records for blowing all these 2-0 leads
You ain't producing, she gonna trade you, how it goes in this league
How'd you do me like Rose? I guess I should of threw roses at your feet
cnd now it's sad to say I turned a good girl bad, metamorphosis complete
I don't really like myself, maybe that's part of it
cnd I need extracurricular for my confidence
Truthfully I can't blame you when you attention seek
You gotta compensate for all of my deficiencies
Every time you not there, mentally and physically
She searching for replacements, suddenly you 3rd string

I got blood on my hands
It's gonna be a murder
How could you love another man?
That's unheard of
cnd now I got my blood on my hands
It's all on my fingertips
We both got blood on our hands
Nobody's innocent

Now everytime you creepin' multiply that by two
Never forget, a bad bitch got way more options than you
You out with the crew, you might pull two or three numbers
She got dates lined up for the whole damn summer
cnd now you realizing that there's no one else better
So you overcompensating jumping in and out of bedrooms
It just adds to the depression, only makes you feel lesser
Should have been getting suits measured but you cracked under pressure
Hope you take it as a lesson, you so ungrateful
cll she ever wanted was some love and affection
Can't appreciate what you have until it's gone
Now there's blood on your hands and it's never washing off

I got blood on my hands
It's gonna be a murder
How could you love another man?
That's unheard of
cnd now I got my blood on my hands
It's all on my fingertips
We both got blood on our hands
Nobody's innocent

I got blood I got blood I got blood
I got blood on my hands