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How many do I gotta call, I can't even be nice anymore, And I can't help it if drunk ass on that fucken floor, Do it once more and I can't it I'm leaving, Sick of all the deceiving, and the sneaking, Just push you away and get my freedom back, In the club we dancing I'm holding your back and everything is right, While I fuck you dirty till the of day light, Lost my and it's all good, Not hitting you back if I really I would, I'm just sick of you all day and long ago, feels like another episode, of a show, my chronic infest and blur your vision, spark my intuition, Me and making history at every provision, But you still in the complaining, Sick of this shit, for men but you failing, The firm taught me just to somebody else, I'ma just stick that and for myself, Nobody really care your broke ass anyway.
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Fuck it, I'll up some more, Fuck this whore anymore, Everybody tell me to do, Still havent really heard you, get you out of the picture, Never ya, And you stop complaining like you need love, When I it, no hug, You dont even need a beauty sleep, you need to hibernate, Hi I'm late, for this session, I got you in depression, but how you gon' me, When you me bad pussy, Still try and me and test, Unbelievable like next, And I ain't never waste any time its tough, Wasting minutes but will ever get enough, And keep on arguing and fussing, All this cussing and is making it really hard to have a conversation and fate, You wanna vacate, let you gladly, Leave the premises that day I had to chase Mary, keep on grinding it out and saying no to marriage, Bitch