Sad
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo
Maury, yeah
Know that she gone die alone, that's sad
Now she texting my damn phone, that's sad
She talking about she misses me and that's sad
She said I love Maury and that's sad
Know that she gone die alone, that's sad
Now she texting my damn phone, that's sad
She talking about she misses me and that's sad
She said I love Maury and that's sad
Through with the nigga now you want me, too bad
I guess you done fucking low-key, want to move back
You tried to be a bad bitch, it's so sad
Now we don't speak the same language, so fuck that
The hardest thing to do is outrun your reputation
Everything you do, follows you, no hesitation
You chose to be a hoe, so be that shit
Fuck all that pretending shit
Cats out the bag bitch, can't hide in relationships
You know bitch I'ma mack
Ain't no changing that
Treat you like a rag
Acting like you don't like that
You hit me up for this dick
You must think you slick
But after I fuck you baby
You'll never hear from me again
Know that she gone die alone, that's sad
Now she texting my damn phone, that's sad
She talking about she misses me and that's sad
She said I love Maury and that's sad
Know that she gone die alone, that's sad
Now she texting my damn phone, that's sad
She talking about she misses me and that's sad
She said I love Maury and that's sad
Yeah, yeah
Maury, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo
Maury, yeah
Know that she gone die alone, that's sad
Now she texting my damn phone, that's sad
She talking about she misses me and that's sad
She said I love Maury and that's sad
Know that she gone die alone, that's sad
Now she texting my damn phone, that's sad
She talking about she misses me and that's sad
She said I love Maury and that's sad
Through with the nigga now you want me, too bad
I guess you done fucking low-key, want to move back
You tried to be a bad bitch, it's so sad
Now we don't speak the same language, so fuck that
The hardest thing to do is outrun your reputation
Everything you do, follows you, no hesitation
You chose to be a hoe, so be that shit
Fuck all that pretending shit
Cats out the bag bitch, can't hide in relationships
You know bitch I'ma mack
Ain't no changing that
Treat you like a rag
Acting like you don't like that
You hit me up for this dick
You must think you slick
But after I fuck you baby
You'll never hear from me again
Know that she gone die alone, that's sad
Now she texting my damn phone, that's sad
She talking about she misses me and that's sad
She said I love Maury and that's sad
Know that she gone die alone, that's sad
Now she texting my damn phone, that's sad
She talking about she misses me and that's sad
She said I love Maury and that's sad
Yeah, yeah
Maury, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Writer(s): Emari Lewis
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