(Bound) uh (Bound) yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ay (bound to fallin' in love) SRG, it's Jay -, no Z, Eazy -, no E (whoa) (Flo Milli shit, bitch) (hey, where's Rolo?) Jay E with the remix Keeping my foot on your neck 'til I'm paraplegic When were you giving me love You can't even point out the time I was there to receive it Maybe you saw me in person (bound to fallin' in love) Or maybe you sent me a text and I forgot to read it Or maybe I'm blind and deaf to deceivers So you doing either would not even mean shit You at my level is a fantasy You try to manifest that out your vanity (oh) And you still can't mirror the shit that I draw Explain that shit to your family I know it damaging to see me walk out a foreign So they throwing shade from the Camry (how) What I drop made so many bitches bend over Now Tik Tok is OnlyFans to me Y'all be thinking it's a contest Don't compare us if he didn't pop yet I heard shawty was your main mission I was treating shawty like a side quest I ain't have to do it but I did it (did it) But I don't need the extra credit (credit) I'm not sitting down politicking with you 'Cause that don't put nothin' on my debit You see the streams my Flo Milli (shit) After this it'll be Mo Milli (that's right) It's similar to a kidnapping got no choice but to roll me (gone) I been getting to it since my pops nutted They was wishing I was on my mom's stomach They tell their bros that they better than me But sucking dick is when they top somethin' Only thing that lean is yo' bitch when I bend her over Sippin' Poland Spring and Arizona, fuck a Coca-Cola That's your Juliet? Oh, that's cool, I'ma Romeo her (bound to fall in love) You think you a demon 'til I Giyu like I'm Tomioka (Flo Milli shit, bitch) I like smoking weed, on the beach, daddy pull me closer Fuckin' in the sand, you my man, I'ma bend it over That's your Juliet? Bet her shit don't get this wet, uh (bound to fall in love) Get a taste of this, it's gon' make you hate your ex Bitch, I got it now, lame ass hoes will say I'm next up Think I'm underrated, 'cause hoes see me as a threat All this ice on my Patek, I could never break a sweat I've been running shit for years, how the hell could you forget? Uh (uh-huh) Only thing that lean is your nigga, when I give him closure Only thing I need, is my eater when you coming over When you coming over? Told me don't listen to these hoes, they just want exposure I feel like Tomioka Only thing that lean is yo' bitch when I bend her over Sippin' Poland Spring and Arizona, fuck a Coca-Cola That's your Juliet? Oh, that's cool, I'ma Romeo her (bound to fall in love) You think you a demon 'til I Giyu like I'm Tomioka (Bound to fallin' in love)

Never had a bitch like me in your life And you ain't never had a bitch like me in your life, uh Never had a bitch like me in your life You ain't never had a bitch like me in your life (yeah) He speed in the Wraith while his hand on my coochie (yeah) He touchin' Emilio Pucci (uh) Doin' good, bitch, I'm gucci (I'm good) Fly to Asia, he feedin' me sushi (oh) When we fuckin', it feel like a movie Raw bitch, ain't never been a groupie Stiff on a ho, I like my nigga bougie (yeah) Tell me you don't never wanna lose me Tell me you don't never wanna lose me (lose me, lose me) Tell me you don't never wanna lose me Tell me you don't never wanna lose me Tell me you don't never wanna lose me (lose me, lose me) Tell me you don't never wanna lose me Tell me you don't never wanna lose me (lose me) Tell me you don't never- Keep me a Haitian, I love me a Zoe I've been thinkin' 'bout you on the road We havin' rich sex on a boat He hit it back to back like it's dope (like it's dope) How you gon' prove you could treat me right? You stole my heart like a thief in the night Yeah, he my man, he was never your type If you try me, ho, it's on sight He totin' the Uzi, but he actin' real bougie (bougie, yeah) I like to fight over dick, ho, don't get hit with the two-piece (two-piece) You know you can call if you need me Tell me you ain't never ever leavin' (no) When I suck it, I look in your eyes (yeah) You better fuck me like you mean it (fuck me like you mean it) Tell me you don't never wanna lose me (lose me, lose me) Tell me you don't never wanna lose me Tell me you don't never wanna lose me Tell me you don't never wanna lose me (lose me, lose me) Tell me you don't never wanna lose me Tell me you don't never wanna lose me (lose me) Tell me you don't never- He speed in the Wraith while his hand on my coochie Doin' good, bitch, I'm gucci (bitch, I'm gucci) When we fuckin', it feel like a movie (it feel like a movie) Be stiff on a ho, I like my nigga bougie Tell me you don't never wanna lose me

Flo Milli shit, bitch (J White, I need a beat I can go off on, ooh) Ayy, I'm 'bout to hit up Christian, I ain't seen him in a minute (Hey) Dennis be on my mind but that nigga don't like to listen Maleek too fuckin' borin', he always up in his feelings I know Eric got a girlfriend but I'm knowin' he be missin' All these niggas hit me up, when they be cravin' my attention I ain't even let 'em hit it, got 'em sprung with just a friendship Tryna claim me, I can't blame 'em That's why I just keep my distance If I ever lose my interest, cut him off, he in his feelings These niggas weak (eww) They've been textin' me all week Just let me be (let me go) Blowin' me up, I'm tryna sleep I ain't your freak (stupid nigga) So don't be callin' after three I do what these bitches don't That's why they runnin' back to me Run that cash up (run it up) Run that cash (run it up) Run that cash up (run it up) Run that... (still run it up) Run that cash up (run it up) Run that... (he better run it up) Run that cash up (run it up) Bounce that ass (he gon' run it up) I'ma make him work like he's a bodybuilder, then I might consider (ha) If he always got his partners with him, I might leave him quicker Hell no, I don't want no childish nigga, give me dollars, nigga Put some money in my bank just like you hit the lotto, nigga Look, you can keep it pimpin' now I'm gone, I know you miss me (woah) Used to text "Good mornin'", now you stopped, that's inconsistent I've been in my bag, don't got time to be in my feelings Ladies, listen, I ain't talking 'bout fitness when I say These niggas weak (eww) They've been textin' me all week Just let me be (let me go) Blowin' me up, I'm tryna sleep I ain't your freak (stupid nigga) So don't be callin' after three I do what these bitches don't That's why they runnin' back to me Run that cash up (run it up) Run that cash (run it up) Run that cash up (run it up) Run that... (still run it up) Run that cash up (run it up) Run that... (he better run it up) Run that cash up (run it up) Bounce that ass (he gon' run it up) These niggas weak (eww) (Run that cash up, run that cash Run that cash up, run that cash) These niggas weak (eww) (Run that cash up, run that cash Run that cash up, bounce that ass) These niggas weak (eww) (Run that cash up) Run that cash up, run that cash Run that cash up, run that Run that cash up, run that Run that cash up, bounce that ass (J White Did It J White Did It Ooh yeah, yeah)

My nigga's fuckin' hoes (hoes) (30, you a motherfuckin' fool, man) And it's got me all upset ('set) Sittin' here lookin' dumb Twiddlin' on my thumbs (thumb, SremmLife) A bitch can't even get mad (mad) I know this dog-ass nigga's trash He fuckin' these hoes back to back And it's makin' me really sad, oh (yeah) Community dick, dick, dick, dick (buss it) Community dick, dick, dick, dick Community dick, dick, dick, dick Community dick, dick, dick, dick, dick Bust it open for me, ma'am Do that trick on a dick, yeah, you know what to do Go 'head, get that tip, girl (tip, girl) (Dickin' these hoes back to back) I'ma text you off my iPad (yeah) She like rich niggas, ball players, even a few rappers But they never did hit it like I did (hit it) Watch ya tone with it, 'cause I get offended ('fended) In a sprinter so I'm never in a fender bender (no, oh) My nigga's fuckin' hoes (hoes) And it's got me all upset (hey) Sittin' here lookin' dumb (oh) Twiddlin' on my thumbs (uh, text me back) A bitch can't even get mad (mad) I know this dog-ass nigga's trash (you still up?) He fuckin' these hoes back to back And it's makin' me really sad, oh (yeah) Community dick, dick, dick, dick (buss it) Community dick, dick, dick, dick Community dick, dick, dick, dick Community dick, dick, dick, dick, dick (Flo Milli shit) Why would I trip 'bout community's dick? This nigga used to fuck with my best friend's sis He hit me on the DM, he know I'm pretty as hell I knew he looked familiar, 'cause it wasn't hard to tell So I scrolled on his page and I seen Chantel That's the one I caught him fuckin' in the hotel His baby mama always wanna lurk on my page He gon' be a ho, that ain't never gon' change (ayy, baby) What you mean I'm community dick? It's a one-night stand, so we both bein' slick (Been dickin' these hoes back to back) And I don't do monogamous relationships like that I can't be caught up, 'cause I'm a single man She say I'm for the community and I really am She was classy, but I fucked her in the sprinter van And when I stroke her from the back, she hit the runnin' man My nigga's fuckin' hoes (hoes) And it's got me all upset ('set) Sittin' here lookin' dumb Twiddlin' on my thumbs (thumb, SremmLife) A bitch can't even get mad (mad) I know this dog-ass nigga's trash He fuckin' these hoes back to back And it's makin' me really sad, oh (yeah) Community dick, dick, dick, dick (buss it) Community dick, dick, dick, dick Community dick, dick, dick, dick Community dick, dick, dick, dick, dick C'mon! Fuckin' these hoes back to back C'mon! I'll love you tonight, tonight, tonight C'mon!

Real bitches back in I came here to win, you hoes came here to pretend I'ma show you rap hoes how to get y'all shit off Yeah First thing first (huh?) I ain't gotta fuck a rap nigga for a verse (not at all) And I ain't never let a nigga treat me for a purse So, all you unemployed hoes, come and get this work (work) You bitches sleezy, this shit way too easy City lil' me, I'm puttin' on like Jeezy (I'm puttin' on) I ain't asthmatic, but this spit game Wheezy (ha-ha) Put these rap hoes on the plate just to feed me I'm getting greedy, I'm big key (yeah) I'm not sweet, I check hoеs (check hoes) Steady shittin' on thеse bitches with a pet though (with a pet though) Yo' nigga want a taste, I give him wet nose Takin' bitches' niggas, hoe, you lucky if you make it home Real bitch (real bitch), don't fall Fuck a nigga, get paid, that's cold (that's cold) I don't choose, bad bitches get chose These hoes way too weak, I'm cold I'm a real bitch (real bitch), don't fall Fuck a nigga get paid, that's code (that's code) I don't choose, bad bitches get chose These hoes way too weak, I'm cold I'm a real bitch, with a real bag And word to Miami, bitch, I'm real bad New nigga, new money, that's a real grab I ain't stunting, no nigga that I been had I'm a real bitch, you a fake bitch, red flag (red flag) What you doing? Nothing, shit, making hoes mad Bitch, I just signed with QC and got a big bag (big bag) And finna show you why these ratchet bitches real bad Watch me take yo' nigga, like I take his dick He want dog ass bitch, until I show him some tricks I'm a big dog bitch, don't compare me to simps (don't compare new ho') My two kids was born rich, why you work at a temp? I'm a real bitch (real bitch), don't fall Fuck a nigga, get paid, that's code I don't choose, bad bitches get chose These hoes way too weak, I'm cold I'm a real bitch (real bitch), don't fall Fuck a nigga, get paid, that's code I don't choose, bad bitches get chose These hoes way too weak, I'm cold My neck and my wrist He ain't gotta check, he ain't talkin' 'bout shit Doggin' these niggas everytime that I speak Say he want Lakeyah, I done came up on a lick Ice out my neck, and my wrist He ain't gotta check, he ain't talkin' 'bout shit Doggin' these niggas everytime that I speak Say he want Lakeyah, I done came up on a lick Nigga, run me that shit

(Ayy, Don D, you a fool for this one) I said all the time I had to give fucks I just spent that on a Rollie (Ice) Real bitches break bread with me I break bread with homies (That's cold) You ain't gotta ask 'bout this shit, nigga, it's on me (On God) I ain't never need nobody, built this by my lonely (Facts) Loyalty over everything, bitch, including me (Yeah) Yeah, a Birkin bag's fifty, but the loyalty is free I was gettin' game way before Coach K Now he throwin' so much at me and I'm gettin' it from Pee Ayy, new AP, I had to bust that bitch Plain jane shittin' on 'em, had to flush that shit Ain't nobody open doors, had to rush that shit Middle finger to them hoes, screamin' fuck that bitch Yeah, QC on my chain, that's all me If you say Lakeyah Danaee, bitch, it's all heat I'm tryna kill these bitches off before the reaper come You niggas want your bread Before you ever get to eat you some (Greedy-ass niggas) I'm in the gym takin' shots like I'm KD (Ballin') If a bitch switch teams, I feel like AD Yeah, can't let no bench-rider play me (Not at all) Nah, I can't let no bench-rider play me Look, never trip, never fold, that's code Word to my bros, yeah (Word to my niggas) I can't hate on no bitch that's foe It's money first, then come hoes (I ain't worried 'bout you bitches) Yeah, that's code Break bread with them bitches that been there since before (On God) Ayy, that's code And if you got it, you gon' get it if you with me or alone, nigga Same bitches from the bottom, probably see 'em with me (OTA) I'm a motherfuckin' problem, hoes ain't fuckin' with me (Not at all) I'm goin' global, let them little bitches run the city It's my time, I might go flood me out a Richard Mille Where it's at? I'm gear switchin' in the Hellcat Boss bitch, so I'm wherever all the bands at I made a bag from my dream and I'm only nineteen They like, "How you shit on bitches?" I should sell that (I'm the youngest goin' in) I was on my feet, whole twelve, tryna figure out them bills Workin' overtime, I can't let 'em see me fail When I'm dripped in Louis V the only time I take an L (Only time) Let your nigga weigh his options and I bet I tip the scale I'm in the gym takin' shots like I'm KD (Ballin') If a bitch switch teams, I feel like AD Yeah, can't let no bench-rider play me (Not at all) Nah, I can't let no bench-rider play me H Look, never trip, never fold, that's code Word to my bros, yeah (Word to my niggas) I can't hate on no bitch that's foe It's money first, then come hoes (I ain't worried 'bout you bitches) Yeah, that's code Break bread with them bitches that been there since before (On God) Ayy, that's code And if you got it, you gon' get it if you with me or alone, nigga That's code Don't go against that shit, yeah

I might take your nigga shoppin' Show you hoes what's poppin' (what's up, bitch?) Pull up, bentley, to the projects, tell that nigga, "Hop in" (hop in) I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (yeah, yeah) Bad bitches in his comments, I'm the trendin' topic (I am, bitch) This lil' rocket in my pocket, don't make me go pop it, yeah I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (he like it, yeah) Bitch, I make him eat it sloppy, I might make him clean it up (yeah) Make that nigga wanna top me, if he want me, eat it up (eat it up) I don't like these bitches in my Business, I don't sneak and fuck (yeah) I might give that ho her problem, Tell that bitch to keep it up, yeah, yeah We top floor with my top off Put it down on him, knock his socks off (uh) Show you bitches how to pimp a nigga He can't keep shit, he gotta drop it off (ayy) Pretty bitch, he like to brag on me (brag) Tryna put a new ass on me (ass) I'm so damn expensive, uh He know he gotta spend a bag on me (on God) I like bitches more, I like bitches who can pass the score (ayy) She want that Dior, I might make that ho get nasty for it I be sellin' niggas dreams, he like, "bae, talk to me nice" (duh) I'm so indecisive, but that nigga still gon' wanna wife it (uh-huh) I might take your nigga shoppin' Show you hoes what's poppin' (what's up, bitch?) Pull up, Bentley, to the projects, tell that nigga, "Hop in" (hop in) I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (yeah, yeah) Bad bitches in his comments, I'm the trendin' topic (I am, bitch) This lil' rocket in my pocket, don't make me go pop it, yeah I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (he like it, yeah) These niggas try to be like Gucci but they need to stop it (skrrt) I get it off, put up the re-up, then fuck up the profit (yeah) I'm in my B truck with my feet up, gettin' some sloppy toppy (ugh) Pockets on Biggie and I love it when she call me papi (papi) Just came from Cali', spent a hundred thousand dollars shoppin' (well, damn) It ain't no budget, ain't no option, if I want it, cop it (go) She love it when I beat it up, she never tell me, "Stop it" (never) I let her see too much too quick, I hope she keep it silent (huh) I'm in the VIP, takin' a sip with my lil' pocket rocket (pop, pop) I'm just a dope boy from the six but I'm tryna buy the rockets (wow) I'm in the corner with QC, it's packed, it's body, body (bling) I hope that nobody try Wop 'cause he gon' hurt somebody (Wop) I might take your nigga shoppin' Show you hoes what's poppin' (what's up, bitch?) Pull up, Bentley, to the projects, tell that nigga, "Hop in" (hop in) I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (yeah, yeah) Bad bitches in his comments, I'm the trendin' topic (I am, bitch) This lil' rocket in my pocket, don't make me go pop it, yeah I make 'em trap all day and tell that nigga, "Bring the profits" (bring it, bae) I ride his face, he love the taste, I make him eat it sloppy (he like it, yeah)

Reuel, stop playin' with these niggas Ayy, they're like, "Lakeyah, why they sleeping on you so hard?" (Don't give a fuck, I'm 'bout to jump back in my Goyard) That's that bitch that keep pulling out them foreign cars Put it in reverse to give your broke ass that jump start I hit my dance on these bitches like I'm Skuba Sada Drip on me heavy, got these bum hoes scuba diving I know they hate to see I'm really cold, I'm going viral Yeah, I been fly since 15 without a co-pilot (bitch) I got these hoes real pressed and I ain't doing shit And niggas lying on they dick, they ain't screwing shit Who said who the bigger GOAT? That's some bullshit Somebody put that hammer to her head, bring that toolkit I'ma keep it real, niggas ain't got no chance Bring that cheese, for a feature, I need ten bands I'm on they ass 'til it ain't one, just all legs My bitch dick bigger than yours and it's from Tool Shed These niggas capping in they raps, they ain't pop shit He popped a Perc' but that nigga still go soft quick And they ain't never seen me fight but I talk shit Put them dogs on you, pull up on you, get ya top ripped (ayy) And plus my numbers going up, she a fan now And if it's smoke, then it's up, you get fanned down Fuck it, no more pretty shit, I ain't playing 'round Bitch, I'm the GOAT, I'm the dog, I'm the man now I call these broke-ass niggas unstable creatures And if he eating pussy, he an ass eater My niggas don't give a fuck who you with neither Beat yo' bitch ass out the joggers and her wife beater My nigga sent me that beat so I had to do it And I be shitting on these hoes, I need more Louis You bum broke-ass hoes still going through it I should give these hoes a one-on-one, I go too stupid, bitch You ain't fuckin' with my clique (at all) All we gotta do is post a pic', it make 'em sick (yeah) Any nigga I fuck with, he know he gotta spend (cash) Any bitch I hang 'round, you know that bitch a ten (bad) Got him off a Perc' (yeah), took him out his shirt (yeah) Niggas act like bitches so we put 'em all in a skirt (hm) Nigga think he own that, he gon' end up on the shirt (bye) Made him eat my pussy then I put it in a verse Bitches mad 'cause I'm winning (ha) If it's new then I'm in it Hoes stay in my business (huh?) I'm on demon time, got you bitches' niggas sinning Time to school these bitches, where they hall pass? (Yeah) I'on want your nigga, get your dawg back (bye) If he 'on't get this pussy then that dawg mad (ayy) Bad bitches only, where my dawgs at? (Uh) If a nigga double-take, then his money, I'ma take Pussy tight, thighs thick, slurp up on it like a shake Bitches hard on the 'net but in person, they gon' break Baby Glock in my bag, but my nigga brought the Drac' I'ma work him for that bag Got him bragging that I came when that shit was really fake Sleep on that nigga, eat his meat like a steak Slide on that bitch, beat his sister with a rake Been won the race, tired of bitches 'cause they fake See my sons in the club, see my sons in my face I'on move with no mace, tryna put her in a brace Bitch, it's Miami, I'ma always make it shake (hoe) Bitches think they slime, then we both gon' be snakes I'ma fuck someone nigga, someone heart that's gon' break Back that shit up with my ass in his face (back it up) Stack that shit up, need some M's for my safe (period)

Who made this beat? Twysted Genius, baby Uh, die for me, nigga, I'm- I'm damn near perfect Die for me, nigga, I'm-, yeah I'm damn near perfect Die for me, nigga, I'm- Look, that bitch a ten, her attitude bad She know she all that with a pretty face (yeah) He heard about me from the niggas I curved, huh I'm guessin' he want a taste (he do) Heard his water like my Cuban link (uh) That commitment shit ain't really new to me Make a nigga sing that old Durk And have him screamin', "Baby, what you do to me?" (oh-oh) Damn, look at that smile Nose up so far, she'll turn you down (yeah) Your old hoe so gassed up, no lie Put it down so good, I'ma make you proud, uh (make you proud) Have a nigga Prada bag me (Prada) Your niggas wonder how you bagged me? (Ayy) She a freak bitch, but she classy (freaky) If you treat her right, she get nasty (uh) Got my own so I don't need a nigga Try to do me in and I'ma leave a nigga (yeah) Solid bitch and she stiff as hell Everybody say that she conceited, nigga Wait up for a bitch, I'm workin' (wait up) Put my name on you in cursive (uh) I'ma lay it down way better than my verses Make you wanna die for me, nigga, I'm perfect ('Dross) My lil' bitch perfect (perfect) She can get a brand new Birkin (got a brand new Birkin) Thank God, she twerk it (twerk it) Pretty lil' waist, she perfect In the back of the 'Burban, she give me head while I'm swervin' Can I lick on your toes and do you a service 'til you cum and you squirtin'? She gon' ride like a freak They wanna be on The Shade Room (Shade Room) But she wanna fuck in the day room (day room) If she in the mood (ooh) We could fuck in the pool (we could fuck in the pool) I ain't tryna be rude (I ain't tryna be rude) I know that you freaky, I could tell that If she want she some racks, I could spare that I'm drivin' her crazy in this Hellcat (skrrt) I sprayed on Versace, know you smell that I love when she suckin', pull her hair back (yes) I pull out my hammer, I'ma nail that (yeah) I ain't takin' no L First three years, I took her through hell (damn) Baby, we made it (made it) You was fuckin' with him and you crossed me up (up) Like Tracy McGrady (shit) She called me at the hotel late night (woo) I was makin' a baby (baby) And she told me to go to hell last night (damn) Now she fuckin' with Satan (hahaha), yeah I'm a demon, pull up in the Demon and give her some semen (skrrt) Hope you believe it, 'cause baby, you perfect Perfect I'm damn near perfect Die for me, nigga, I'm-, yeah I'm damn near perfect Die for me, nigga, I'm-

I bust the windows out your car And, no, it didn't mend my broken heart (I'll probably always have these ugly scars) Mmm But right now I don't care about that part I bust the windows out your car You should feel lucky that was all I did After five whole years of this bullshit Gave you all of me and you played with it, ooh I blame myself, ignoring what I already knew Judge me not for how a bitch finna move Judge me not for what a bitch finna do If it's fuck me, nigga, then it's fuck you too I'm a real good bitch, I got too many options Real good dick, man, this fuck nigga toxic Broke my heart, this nigga way outta pocket I got all the proof, I ain't listening to gossip Best friend making sure I seen that shit I was never your type, yeah, I seen that bitch Pulled down on 'em, yeah, I keyed that whip Catch your ho out in public, I'ma beat that bitch Been fucked off, had you sick to your stomach Wasted all this time, I was way too solid Range or the Kia, I was always ridin' Kept it on lock, pussy real low mileage Back and forth with this back and forth Here we go again for like the tenth time Back and forth about back and forth Between this love and hate shit, it's a thin line, but A part of me just wanna keep it to myself A part of me just wanna tell 'em what you really did A part of me just wanna tell 'em how you really is Switching hoes like clothes, fuck niggas ain't shit I ain't got the patience like I used to (No) You only good at waitin', that shit talk, you can save it It's crazy, shit get real, you show the real you, ooh, yeah (You) I'm just tired of being tired, oh So I'm movin' on So I'm movin' on Oh, I'm movin' on I told you the shit that I need Said I only wanna see you with me Dropped on my knees, I was begging you, "Please" I couldn't let you leave But you was brushing me off, laughing and playing If you never loved me, why did you say it? You took advantage, you knew I was weak And you knew I was young, I was scared to be free Told you my past and you told me yours How all of them bitches was doing you wrong Told you them niggas was doing me dirty Swear to God, you could've left me alone 'Cause I let down my guards, wish that I didn't Breaking my heart, said you had no intentions Every 'l love you' I'm leaving in question Why did you say it if you never meant it? Uh I ain't got the patience like I used to (No) You only good at waitin', that shit talk, you can save it It's crazy, shit get real, you show the real you, ooh, yeah (You) I'm just tired of being tired, oh So I'm movin' on So I'm movin' on Oh, I'm movin' on