| It’s like damn, why it take me so long to see?
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| That your tramp ass never was good enough for me
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| No tears in my eyes since I walked through that doorway
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| For three long years we did things your way
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| And now it’s my turn to find me that good love
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| Cause you the type of broad nobody else could love
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| Let’s be honest, we just got comfortable
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| This whole thing between us shouldn’tve lasted but a month or two
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| So why you all sad? |
| Now it’s time for me to cope
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| You had some flings on the side, I already know
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| Yeah it hurt, cause I never did you dirty
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| I did everything I could trynna make this work
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| So I could walk away from this with a clear conscience
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| You could miss me with them tears and that nonsense
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| Wonder I’m acting so nonchalant
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| Cause I feel nothing for you, I don’t even have to front
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| We started as a fling, grew to a thing
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| I wanted out, you wanted a ring
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| I move in, cause you said no
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| More putting out if you ain’t putting in dough
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| Pull me along, I move slow
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| Break up to make up, every month or so
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| Back-and-forth fighting, I stop writing
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| You stop calling, then you back balling
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| Eyes blush shot red, we make up, falling
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| In the same shit we was in before morning
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| But, you say it’s love, I don’t think so
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| So, hard to think when the red low
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| Everyday problem, ain’t no solving
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| We ain’t moving, time keep revolving
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| This ain’t evolving, we need to stop
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| If love is a weapon then yo ass got shot |