Anymore
You made me feel like it was once in a lifetime
When you pulled up on me I was not in the right mind
You was the right person but the wrong time
Had to retract from everything and everyone
Go offline hit a landmine
Then I blew up going sky high hit my landline
Cause I put away the phone and the social media it gave me bad vides
With the white lies, it made me have such a hard time
But you don't get to tell me what to do anymore
Anymore
But you don't get to tell me what to do anymore
Anymore
So you don't get to tell me what to do anymore
Anymore
So you don't get to tell me what to do anymore
Oh Anymore
Yeah
You can't tell me what to do baby
Switched up like the channels on the back AV
Asked you to be straight but you stepping over backgamming
Said I was the only one but you tag dating
I make music to put my pain in a folder
Numb the pain with the Hennessy and the Cola
Making money now that I'm popping like a soda
I'm my own boss bad at taking orders
Feeling relieved that I seen you today
Hitting the piece it won't kill you, you may
It's too crowded imma hit the bay
Sit back roll me one I don't hit the vape
Too many pretty women I'm seeing got plenty cake
Text one then text two three y's in the hey
Love one then love two dig it when they gay
Sex so good tell me I don't gotta pay
But you don't get to tell me what to do anymore
Anymore
But you don't get to tell me what to do anymore
Anymore
So you don't get to tell me what to do anymore
Anymore
So you don't get to tell me what to do anymore
Anymore
When you pulled up on me I was not in the right mind
You was the right person but the wrong time
Had to retract from everything and everyone
Go offline hit a landmine
Then I blew up going sky high hit my landline
Cause I put away the phone and the social media it gave me bad vides
With the white lies, it made me have such a hard time
But you don't get to tell me what to do anymore
Anymore
But you don't get to tell me what to do anymore
Anymore
So you don't get to tell me what to do anymore
Anymore
So you don't get to tell me what to do anymore
Oh Anymore
Yeah
You can't tell me what to do baby
Switched up like the channels on the back AV
Asked you to be straight but you stepping over backgamming
Said I was the only one but you tag dating
I make music to put my pain in a folder
Numb the pain with the Hennessy and the Cola
Making money now that I'm popping like a soda
I'm my own boss bad at taking orders
Feeling relieved that I seen you today
Hitting the piece it won't kill you, you may
It's too crowded imma hit the bay
Sit back roll me one I don't hit the vape
Too many pretty women I'm seeing got plenty cake
Text one then text two three y's in the hey
Love one then love two dig it when they gay
Sex so good tell me I don't gotta pay
But you don't get to tell me what to do anymore
Anymore
But you don't get to tell me what to do anymore
Anymore
So you don't get to tell me what to do anymore
Anymore
So you don't get to tell me what to do anymore
Anymore
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Writer(s): Michael Biya Tadesse
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