Guess I Was Wrong lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Sheesh
[?] that didn't live too long, did it?
Ayy

[Verse 1]
Guess I was wrong about you
You are no longer mine, is that true?
You love to discredit all the things that I do
Told me to get my sh*t together, girl, I did
I realized, I really didn't love you
I fell in love with the idea of you (Ayy)
Really didn't love me at that time, it was ideal for you
You b*tch

[Interlude]
You wanted the purse, you could've said that
You wanted the perc, you could've said that
You wanted the Earth, you could've said that, b*tch

[Hook]
And you know
I still could have bought you everything that your last n*gga couldn't afford (Ayy)
Put you in a G-Wagon, turn a Maybach from a Honda Accord
Foreign cars with your ex-baby, tryna sneak off and tryna [?]
[Verse 2]
I don't even leave you no options, I need the keys back to the wagon and the Benz
You know like I know, baby, I was never really [?] your friends
Turnt up on the side, I with it
Let me with the side eye, get it
Feelings to the side, I get it
Panties to the side, I feel it
You should learn to hide your feelings
Ayy, ayy, ayy, like me and [Aitch?]
We like Drake, 40 on a late night with them great wife, me and [Aitch?]
We got plaques hanging off the walls, n*gga don't need no DNA
I had a thing for records I broke, records I spun [?]
I had a thing for records I done, records I [?] face
(I had a thing for records I broke, records I spun [?])
(I had a thing for records I done, records I [?] face)

[Hook]
And you know
I still could have bought you everything that your last n*gga couldn't afford
Put you in a G-Wagon, turn a Maybach from a Honda Accord
Foreign cars with your lame ass, she ain't even gotta sneak and [record?]

[Outro]
It ain't no 'bout the [boy?], yeah
You should ask you ex n*gga 'bout his new b*tch if she wanna tell the truth
Ayy, I really got nothin' to lose, I really got nothin' to prove
Yeah, you can't walk a mile with my shoes
I get it, I get it, okay
You n*gga 'bout the find [?] in play