Anymore
Anymore I can't fight this anymore
And we can't fight this anymore
Pointless arguments
Don't even know what's causing it
I'm bout' to lose my shit
And you just act like you don't really give 2 shits
Ohh yes I'm pissed I'm more than pissed I gave you my time and I'm mad I did
Mad as a bitch
And I can't blame you
That's the shit that go with come game you just another figure of pain, oh
Deep in my feelings when I wrote this shit
Cause my attention you ain't notice it
And the happiness that yo' nigga supposed to get
You done went and gave it to another fuckin man
Mmmm, yeah baby you was supposed to be mine
It was supposed to be me and you to the day that we die
Cross our T's dot our I's
That's the way that we are
Promised I wouldn't leave yo' side to the day I depart
I need everything back just for the way that we are
All that Louis, Givenchy, Gucci and Christian Dior
All them red bottom heels and all them purses
Fucked me over so many times and na' I ain't deserve it
Never said I was perfect I just feel like you worth it and somehow you still found a way to make me feel worthless
Finna' put my feelings in yo 'bags and all yo' purses
And zip that motherfucker up it serve no purpose anymore
I can't fight this anymore
And we can't fight this anymore
Pointless arguments
Don't even know what's causing it
I'm bout' to lose my shit
And you just act like you don't really give 2 shits
Ohh yes I'm pissed I'm more than pissed I gave you my time and I'm mad I did
Mad as a bitch
And I can't blame you
That's the shit that go with come game you just another figure of pain, oh
And we can't fight this anymore
Pointless arguments
Don't even know what's causing it
I'm bout' to lose my shit
And you just act like you don't really give 2 shits
Ohh yes I'm pissed I'm more than pissed I gave you my time and I'm mad I did
Mad as a bitch
And I can't blame you
That's the shit that go with come game you just another figure of pain, oh
Deep in my feelings when I wrote this shit
Cause my attention you ain't notice it
And the happiness that yo' nigga supposed to get
You done went and gave it to another fuckin man
Mmmm, yeah baby you was supposed to be mine
It was supposed to be me and you to the day that we die
Cross our T's dot our I's
That's the way that we are
Promised I wouldn't leave yo' side to the day I depart
I need everything back just for the way that we are
All that Louis, Givenchy, Gucci and Christian Dior
All them red bottom heels and all them purses
Fucked me over so many times and na' I ain't deserve it
Never said I was perfect I just feel like you worth it and somehow you still found a way to make me feel worthless
Finna' put my feelings in yo 'bags and all yo' purses
And zip that motherfucker up it serve no purpose anymore
I can't fight this anymore
And we can't fight this anymore
Pointless arguments
Don't even know what's causing it
I'm bout' to lose my shit
And you just act like you don't really give 2 shits
Ohh yes I'm pissed I'm more than pissed I gave you my time and I'm mad I did
Mad as a bitch
And I can't blame you
That's the shit that go with come game you just another figure of pain, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Melvin Coleman, Carla Carter
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