I was the young girl
I was the dumb girl
I was the one who can never be your one girl
You were the fly guy
Never asked why guy
Runnin' around, makin' all the girls cry guy

Layin' in your bed it gets so cold
You wonder why
You were such the man
Damn what happened, it's just so sad
They say

Mister Popular, why are you alone now?
Mister Popular, where are all your hoes now?
Mister Popular, why are you alone now?
Where did they all go now?
Mister Popular, where did they all go now?
Why are you so lonely now?

Damn, homie
In high school you was the man, homie
The fuck happened to you? (You)
Damn, homie
In high school you was the man, homie
The fuck happened to you? (You)

He wanted things that he didn't need
And I was the one who was tryin' to make him see
That he had it all 'cause he had my all
But he's a lost cause
Guess you cannot save them all
And now he's at my show
Standin' front row
He don't know how
He messed up such a good thing
Look who's popular now
They say

Mister Popular, why are you alone now?
Mister Popular, where are all your hoes now?
Mister Popular why are you alone now?
Where did they all go now? (Where did they go?)
Mister Popular, where did they all go now
Why are you so lonely now?

Damn, homie
In high school you was the man, homie
The fuck happened to you? (You)
Damn, homie
In high school you was the man, homie (homie)
The fuck happened to you? (You)

Damn, homie (homie, homie)
Damn, homie (homie)
The fuck happened to you? (You)
Damn, homie
In high school you was the man, homie
The fuck happened to you? (You)

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Writer(s): Brian Warfield, Curtis Jackson, Jhene Aiko Chilombo, John Freeman, Maclean Robinson