Fed Up

Get back wicha boo
Argue, door slams
She's about to run again
Escape, relapse
Just wanna be numb to this
Feelings she has
Not on what you on
Suppose to be her peace but you just irk lil baby soul
You selfish and you know it she's been damaged
Got her chasing prescriptions with tequila tryna manage
You asking her for answers only waking up a savage
Play victim if you have to but you lost her with the madness
Now she so cold
She got an ice box where her heart used to be
And now she so cold
She got an ice box where her heart used to be
Cause when a woman's fed up
There's nothing you can do
To get back with your boo
When that woman's fed up
Cause when a woman's fed up
(Haaaaaah)
When a woman's fed up
There's nothing you can say
To make her wanna stay
When that woman's fed up
(There's nothing you can do about it)
When a woman's fed up
She gone gone gone
Argue, door slams
She's about to run again
Escape, relapse
Just wanna be numb to this
Feelings she has
Not on what you on
Suppose to be her peace but you just irk lil baby soul
How you figure she was stayin with you
When she got her own issues
And you got your own issues
But you want her to fix you
Ignoring her current mental
Can't you see all this liquor
Don't you feel all this tension
Energies and auras different
She not herself she's someone else
And you ain't paid attention
Too busy tryna show your love
But you ain't wait to listen
She mix the pain with all the drugs
Her fuckin head a prison
And now you think you so cold
Cause when a woman's fed up
There's nothing you can do
To get back with your boo
When that woman's fed up
(Woman's fed up)
Think of what you had
Cause she ain't coming back nah
When a womans fed up
There's nothing you can say
To make her wanna stay
When that woman's fed up
(It's too late to talk about it)
When a womans fed up
She gone gone gone
Argue door slams
She's about to run again
Feelings she has



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Writer(s): Bryan Wright
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