Respectfully
Get the fuck on and
I mean that respectfully
You got me fucked up
Thought I had a Benz all along
Ended up with a dump truck
You ain't who you said was
Lame nigga I thought I lucked up
All that capping had me thinking you was ready
You ain't mature enough
No you wasn't mature enough
Remember you said you was through with me?
So why you at my front door
Waiting with a box of jewelry? TF
I don't want that shit
I wanted for you to be true to me
It ain't nothing you can say
It ain't nothing that you can do for me
Nigga its the audacity yeah for me
Get the fuck on and I mean that respectfully
I'm so mad I really gave in
Just to find out that
You was on the same shit
The streets tried to warn me
I wouldn't listen to it
Six months later
It was over real quick
You had it good
Could have made me your wife
Next chance that I give
I think I'm a think twice
Don't play all these games
If it ain't worth your life
Got hitters on call
And its really on site
I gave it all
Didn't give you a piece of me
You was all talk
Nigga look what you did to me
Now my heart cold
And I made a new enemy
Get the fuck on
And I mean that respectfully
Get the fuck on
And I mean that respectfully
Get the fuck on
And I mean that respectfully
I mean that respectfully
You got me fucked up
Thought I had a Benz all along
Ended up with a dump truck
You ain't who you said was
Lame nigga I thought I lucked up
All that capping had me thinking you was ready
You ain't mature enough
No you wasn't mature enough
Remember you said you was through with me?
So why you at my front door
Waiting with a box of jewelry? TF
I don't want that shit
I wanted for you to be true to me
It ain't nothing you can say
It ain't nothing that you can do for me
Nigga its the audacity yeah for me
Get the fuck on and I mean that respectfully
I'm so mad I really gave in
Just to find out that
You was on the same shit
The streets tried to warn me
I wouldn't listen to it
Six months later
It was over real quick
You had it good
Could have made me your wife
Next chance that I give
I think I'm a think twice
Don't play all these games
If it ain't worth your life
Got hitters on call
And its really on site
I gave it all
Didn't give you a piece of me
You was all talk
Nigga look what you did to me
Now my heart cold
And I made a new enemy
Get the fuck on
And I mean that respectfully
Get the fuck on
And I mean that respectfully
Get the fuck on
And I mean that respectfully
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Writer(s): Te'aire Russell
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