[Hook: New Oma]
Gotta wipe my eyes, Girl you know I'm done with you
Swallow my pride, Ain't no running from the truth
Don't understand the pain you put a n***a through
But I can't let it phase me, Can't let these women play me
My mama told me not to give my all to you
Kept hearing rumors 'bout you, Didn't know they was true
I'm in my bag now, I don't got time for you
I don't care if you hate me, Can't let this heartache break me

[Verse 1: New Oma]
Emotions fade away, I'm better off alone
I made a big mistake bringing you to my home
Ain't no fussing, fighting, going through your phone
Changed my location now I'm focused in my zone
Go hard on every song, Go hard until I'm gone
Can't understand how you love me when you led a n***a on
Like you wasn't interested in him and you didn't want him back
It ain't no hanging with your ex, you don't condone in that
The main n***a you said don't worry about, you're focused on
I had a plan, had dreams for you but now I'm on my own
Everybody tried to tell me, I was caught up in the fake love
Web of lies, let that spider die and fly away dove
These feelings, they don't die
These feelings, they don't die
These feelings, they don't die
So I'ma keep my pride

[Hook: New Oma]
Gotta wipe my eyes, Girl you know I'm done with you
Swallow my pride, Ain't no running from the truth
Don't understand the pain you put a n***a through
But I can't let it phase me, Can't let these women play me
My mama told me not to give my all to you
Kept hearing rumors 'bout you, Didn't know they was true
I'm in my bag now, I don't got time for you
I don't care if you hate me, Can't let this heartache break me

[Verse 2: Thugga Massina]
She was more than moisture
I tired to plant seeds, show the whore the culture
We even made strides on her bucket list
But she was playing both sides like a double disc
(You know what?) Fuck that shit
Shawty you made me grow, throw away my ego
Put my heart on the line like Josh shooting free throws
Was on cloud 9, now it’s back to ground zero
Cause we could never see eye to eye like Shaq and Deebo
So now this shit finito, yeah now this shit is dead
Like Matt Hardy did Lita, you done pushed me to the edge
And find another Thugga, girl you must've bumped your head
Got your work cut out for you like Arts & Crafts in Special Ed
The good guy done turned to Chucky
Like Janet in Poetic Justice, girl you fucking lucky
I'm getting buckets, know you see a n***a juiced up
Asked me what the future holds? I told her 2 cups