Diaries of a Toxic Black Woman

I know, you see, me texting you
Tell me, why you, acting brand new
Blocked me from, getting close to you
I know this not what a lady supposed to do
Settle down, settle down
Pour me up, pour me up
I need to drink tonight
Oh, no this can't be right
Yeah girl this don't feel right
Long nights on FaceTime
We should have labeled that fake time
Treated you like you was all mine
But you everything but mine, That's fine
Don't you come back, When you realize the fact
That you lost a good nigga, That kept you in tact
Helped your finances, and paper to stack
Steering you clear, When your life was off track
Picking up pieces, To carry your slack
The good with the bad, I signed up for that
Yeah I signed up for all that

Everything that glitters ain't gold
Lies getting told, Hearts getting sold
I don't have one to hold
Love is just not shit, Everything toxic
Life of a lost kid, Depending on options
Diaries of the toxic

I need to drink tonight
Oh, no this can't be right
Yeah girl this don't feel right
Love is just not shit, Everything toxic
Life of a lost kid, Depending on options
Diaries of the toxic



Credits
Writer(s): John Mcfadyen
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