Don't Worry

Why do you do these things

Tryna be slick with it

You cant outsmart a lady

You do the same things over and stick wit it

Your gonna have to go,leave

And ur gonna have to deal wit it

Deal wit livin under ur mamas rules

I know ur gonna be sick wit it



Don’t worry I don’t want ya no more (no)

You don’t even have to come home tonight

Just come and get ya cloths everything will be alright (with me)

I don’t have to hear from you once more

Cause you don’t love me



You  come home,we argue,you apologize

And u try to get a kiss wit it

Not knowing if u were wit another

So I just get pissed wit it

I try to be calm and remain my kool

Try to think nothing of it

But when ya turned ya back

Looked at ya colloer

Seen something red on it

I said (what the fuck)

(TO BE CONTINUED)

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