You
What if I just give it all up?
What if I end it
Cut you off
No hesitation? (Alright)
Would you still act so non...
So nonchalant like it ain't nothing major
Nothing major
Tell your new girl that she ain't got nothing on me (She don't)
I take the blame oh boy I should've chose the homie (Yeah)
I think it's crazy that you think you really know me
I'll cut you off protect my heart like I'm the goalie (Uh)
Listen closely yeah
Was your trophy
You had me wasting so much time, I miss the old me
Y'all kept it low key
You moving slowly
You know my revenge get real wicked now you owe me
I need my
Money
Time
Patience
Imma make you hate me
Call this retribution for the heartache you done gave me
It ain't no saving, you better get to praying
Better buckle down for all the hell that I'll be raising
On you...
You
Youuuuu, youuuuu
All the hell I'm raising on you...
You
Youuuu, youuuu, yeah
Now that I let you go
It's like you finally hit my phone
They always running back but I won't spare a dog no bone
You knew what you were doing
I give no pity to the weak
Now I'm raising hell, I hope you see me in your dreams
And have my
Money
Time
Patience
Imma make you hate me
Call this retribution for the heartache you done gave me
It ain't no saving, you better get to praying
Better buckle down for all the hell that I'll be raising
On you...
You
You, you
All the hell I'm raising on you...
You
You, you
All the hell I'm raising on you...
You, You
You, yeah
You
You, you, you
What if I end it
Cut you off
No hesitation? (Alright)
Would you still act so non...
So nonchalant like it ain't nothing major
Nothing major
Tell your new girl that she ain't got nothing on me (She don't)
I take the blame oh boy I should've chose the homie (Yeah)
I think it's crazy that you think you really know me
I'll cut you off protect my heart like I'm the goalie (Uh)
Listen closely yeah
Was your trophy
You had me wasting so much time, I miss the old me
Y'all kept it low key
You moving slowly
You know my revenge get real wicked now you owe me
I need my
Money
Time
Patience
Imma make you hate me
Call this retribution for the heartache you done gave me
It ain't no saving, you better get to praying
Better buckle down for all the hell that I'll be raising
On you...
You
Youuuuu, youuuuu
All the hell I'm raising on you...
You
Youuuu, youuuu, yeah
Now that I let you go
It's like you finally hit my phone
They always running back but I won't spare a dog no bone
You knew what you were doing
I give no pity to the weak
Now I'm raising hell, I hope you see me in your dreams
And have my
Money
Time
Patience
Imma make you hate me
Call this retribution for the heartache you done gave me
It ain't no saving, you better get to praying
Better buckle down for all the hell that I'll be raising
On you...
You
You, you
All the hell I'm raising on you...
You
You, you
All the hell I'm raising on you...
You, You
You, yeah
You
You, you, you
Credits
Writer(s): Jada Cossey
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