Gotta call up yo phone
I don't love you no mo'
Caught you being a hoe
You dated me for a show
Baby just lemme know
I'd rather leave you befo' x2

Why these bitches always lie to me
They love stealin' hearts, love robbery
I'm readin' all these books, even the glossary
Bitches only want my money, i'm in poverty
They takin' my heart and they pass it around
And they makin' me sad and they makin' me frown
Who gon' help a n***a when he feelin' down?
Bitches try to slide, but im not a playground
They want me sad, and they want me mad
Keep playin' n***as, cause they don't got a dad
Im in therapy, and it's not that bad
Still miss the love that i wish i had

Fuck bitches
I hate all of you
You broke the heart that i offered you
I always did the things that you'd want me to
You could've said you hated men so i would not pursue x2
Gotta call up yo phone
I don't love you no mo'
Caught you being a hoe
You dated me for a show
Baby just lemme know
I'd rather leave you befo' x2