It's Fine
So embarrassed
Can't believe that you ever would cherished
4 AM calls about marriage
Now I'm in Paris wishing you parish
Whoa
You careless
Thought we agreed to be parents
Unknown numbers keep calling my telly
Now you think I'm cheating so you run and tell it
It's fine
It's fine
It's fine with me gone and tell it
It's fine with me gone and tell it
It's fine
It's fine
It's fine with me gone and tell it
It's fine with me gone and tell it
You saw some pics in my telly
And now you want tell it but been misdirected
Won't waste the time to correct it I'll just leave you blue like you Keisha in belly
Let it go
Bet it
Glad I ain't put one in yo belly
Even if I'm rockin' pelle pelle
Bitches all in my grill like I'm Nelly
Whoa whoa
Why you wanna cry over iPhones
Like you ain't got four or five Tyrones
That's why I keep a different bitch for different time zones
Slow up
If we break up I'm only gone glow up
Held me down like I'm chained to the floor
I'm refusing to take any more
I think it's better if you would of went away
I remember when
We were promised better days
Yeah
Yeah
So embarrassed
Can't believe that you ever would cherished
4am calls about marriage
Now I'm in Paris wishing you parish
Whoa
You careless
Thought we agreed to be parents
Unknown numbers keep calling my telly
Now you think I'm cheating so you run and tell it
It's fine
It's fine
It's fine with me gone and tell it
It's fine with me gone and tell it
It's fine
It's fine
It's fine with me gone and tell it
It's fine with me gone and tell it
Can't believe that you ever would cherished
4 AM calls about marriage
Now I'm in Paris wishing you parish
Whoa
You careless
Thought we agreed to be parents
Unknown numbers keep calling my telly
Now you think I'm cheating so you run and tell it
It's fine
It's fine
It's fine with me gone and tell it
It's fine with me gone and tell it
It's fine
It's fine
It's fine with me gone and tell it
It's fine with me gone and tell it
You saw some pics in my telly
And now you want tell it but been misdirected
Won't waste the time to correct it I'll just leave you blue like you Keisha in belly
Let it go
Bet it
Glad I ain't put one in yo belly
Even if I'm rockin' pelle pelle
Bitches all in my grill like I'm Nelly
Whoa whoa
Why you wanna cry over iPhones
Like you ain't got four or five Tyrones
That's why I keep a different bitch for different time zones
Slow up
If we break up I'm only gone glow up
Held me down like I'm chained to the floor
I'm refusing to take any more
I think it's better if you would of went away
I remember when
We were promised better days
Yeah
Yeah
So embarrassed
Can't believe that you ever would cherished
4am calls about marriage
Now I'm in Paris wishing you parish
Whoa
You careless
Thought we agreed to be parents
Unknown numbers keep calling my telly
Now you think I'm cheating so you run and tell it
It's fine
It's fine
It's fine with me gone and tell it
It's fine with me gone and tell it
It's fine
It's fine
It's fine with me gone and tell it
It's fine with me gone and tell it
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Writer(s): Ramon Blount
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