Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Leaving
Okay, okay, okay I've had enough of your shit
I been puttin up with nonsense and its time to call it quits
All you do is acknoledge when I'm not good enough for you
So pack your bags, call Tyrone, I'm done with this , I'm Through
Everytine I'm moving forward, you pull 3 steps back
And I'm sick of compensating for all in life you lack
You lack class, you lack poise, no future, no finesse
Your word aint worth shit and your still full of BS
No more riding on my shoulders, free pass into my shine
Everything I got I earned it, all this success is mine
Don't act like you're all innocent, like you don't know the deal
This never would have happened if you'd have kept it real
But you been busy flossin' like trying to keep up with your friends
While I was at home working, paying bills and making ends
Its funny, I know I wont forget about you when your gone
But I'm doin' like Maya baby, and I'm movin' on
I've taken all I can from you, there's no more I can do
I'm sorry insecurities, but me an you? We're through
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