Lyrics Fax - D.R.A.M.

Fax

I’ve been running out of options to make it work
You played me first, I get you back, and when I do, it’s gon' hurt
I’ve been doing more than clocking in to make it work
When I had no job, damn, I still went hard, on my god put you first
Bottom of the ninth and the bases are loaded
Baby that was your moment, but you just did not know it
Whose fault but your own, sympathy I can’t show it
Girl I thought you was grown, but now you kiddie, I’m hopeless, I hope that you
know that you hurt me and you fucked up my focus
Was kinda hard to control it but still you called me controlling
And if I really had power over your body and mind
You would have been at the door when I was checking the time
I’ve been running out of options to make it work
You played me first, I get you back, and when I do, it’s gon' hurt
I’ve been doing more than clocking in to put in work
When I had no job, on my god I did my own to put you first
If you are running out of options, let me hear say damn (damn)
And if you tired of all that fuck shit, let me hear say yeah (yeah)
If you are running out of options, let me hear say yeah (yeah)
And if you thinking about jumping ship, let me hear say damn (damn)
Your Uber is outside
Your Uber
Your Uber
Your Uber is outside
Your Uber
Your Uber
Your Uber is outside
There’s no where else to go