Your problems all gone but mine are still here
Wishin’ I could work it out, control it
How do you expect me not to call you back
All my drinks are at the front and all the drugs are at the back
I been on my grind
Why you askin’ all the time?
You leave me when you’re high
But you still say that you’re mine
Oh, ? too much, yeah ? too much
You already broke my heart, girl, you don’t have to break it twice