Anymore

(Piscez, Piscez)

I don't got slick shit to say
(Slick shit to say)... anymore
Can't leave for another day... anymore
I'm not even really getting paid
(Really gettin paid)... anymore
So I really don't expect you to stay... anymore

Now you wanna fuck me with that baby in your womb?
I'm not even thinking that you ate a lotta food
Know you 8 weeks, girl you know I'm not a fool
I'm gettin confirmation from your friend coz we cool
Is'this what happens when you leave a good nigga by your side
For a nigga who provides?
Normalize: sticking to a nigga on a grind
Who will give all his time and his mind
You ain't even gotta take a dime from a nigga
Yeah, you ain't even gotta pay bills
We still young but you couldn't stay chilled
All I ever see you maintaining is your hair, your nails
Your academic fails
Your clit is dying out since your coochie getting pale
But now its game over since you thought this was a game
You talk bout maturity, you still playing games
And I don't wanna play anymore

I don't got slick shit to say anymore
Can't leave for another day anymore
I'm not even really getting paid anymore
So I really don't expect you to stay anymore



Credits
Writer(s): Mhlengi Phiri
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