Tell Me It's Over - Jacquees & Future

Thought I lost you once again All that drinking brought some trouble to our name Late at night I feel no shame All my old world stories Take me back again Now the lights out, I discover She is sleeping, with another Oh, tell me it's not over What a place to seal your fate A deserted carpark not even a date Please don't tell me it's too late If you love someone don't throw it all away Now the lights out, I discover Just a weekend undercover Tell me it's not over Tell me it's not over Tell me it's not over Now the lights out, I discover Just a weekend undercover Now the lights out, I discover She is sleeping with another Oh, tell me it's not over

I ain't playin no games 'Cause I got nothing left to lose I'm so tired of circular motions They leave me dizzy and confused My heart, oh, no, it's not your revolving door I get stuck spinnin', and spinnin', and spinnin' Oh I, 'till I collapse on the floor But every time that you touch me I forget what we're fighting about (I forget, I forget, what we're fightin') Oh, you come and you leave shame on Me for believing every word out of your mouth Tell me it's over If it's really over 'Cause it don't feel like it's over Whenever you're closing the door, no So tell me it's over Darling you Oh, you taste so bittersweet Can't get you off of my lips You're dangerous when you take me like a thief Oh, and I I should let this go I try and I try, I try, but why Why won't you leave me alone? Tell me it's over If it's really over 'Cause it don't feel like it's over Whenever you're closing the door, no So tell me it's over If it's really over 'Cause every time you come over it Doesn't feel over no more So tell me it's over I keep on leaving the light on Hoping to find something else, oh I've played the fool for the last time I just can't do this myself Tell me it's over If it's really over (if it's really over) 'Cause it don't feel like it's over Whenever you're closing the door, no Tell me it's over If it's really over 'Cause every time you come over It doesn't feel over no more So tell me it's over

This shit, this shit, this shit, it's like Velveeta You see what I'm sayin'? It's, it's, it's overload, overload, overload Swag overdose (Yeah), swag to the most Bodybag Dior, as well as Saint Laurent Balenciaga, run it up (Balenci'), pop collar with a slut Top shotta in the guts, double M, it's a must Maybach, sippin' mud, matte black with the guts Blasted off, enjoy it, blast off in a toy They gon' really get destroyed, they gon' really get employed Transport a lot of guns (Uh huh), take a bad bitch to lunch (Uh huh) I'm too rich to be sober I done fucked off in Gucci, I done bought over ten Rovers Gave a thousand bags to the soldiers I done put a lot on my shoulders (Yeah) I ain't holdin' out, I'm the coldest (Ain't holdin' back) I ain't holdin' back, I'm devoted (Ain't holdin' back) You can be the wave, I'm the ocean (You be the wave) I done ran away with the bands (Yeah) I done fucked the face of a fan (I fucked her face) I done gave away a Cayenne (I gave away) Got the whole world takin' Xans (The world) Ben Franky out the gang gang, turnt up to the max (The max) My lil' goon made a million dollars, now she ain't gettin' whacked My wrist must be on drugs, my ears must be on drugs My chain must be on drugs, I'm lookin' like I'm on drugs My right pocket got drugs, my left side pocket got drugs My pinky finger on drugs, I'm flooded out on drugs Swag overdose (Yeah), swag to the most Bodybag Dior, as well as Saint Laurent Balenciaga, run it up (Balenci'), pop collar with a slut Top shotta in the guts, double M, it's a must Maybach, sippin' mud, matte black with the guts Blasted off, enjoy it, blast off in a toy They gon' really get destroyed, they gon' really get employed Transport a lot of guns (Uh huh), take a bad bitch to lunch (Uh huh) Blast off in a toy (Uh huh) Whip the soft 'til it's hard (Uh huh) Sadity shit like McCartney (Huh) My whip crazy in the Forgis (Uh-Huh) All my white bitches like it (Uh-Huh) Sendin' a tip where to strike it (Uh-Huh)