Lyrics

Part I

Verse 1

I know you got a man
but, I know you got a plan, to move out, move out
getaway van, drive
downpayment, a new house, you ‘bout
50 mi away from it
cops called, he ain’t runnin’
girl he got his name on the lease
tryna throw yo ass out
whereabouts is you gon’ go?
real queen but you never had a throne though
yeah, nefertiti wit’ the gold missin’
try to talk through it, but he don’t listen
then pray through it, but he no Christian
ya otta learn how to let
go of it, bein’ proud to get
past it, before you end up in a casket
everlastin’ the love felt, it’s on ice
wouldn’t be cryin’ every night
if he treated you right

and he don’t…because of that
I mean I’m tryna deliver a message, but
you think it’s a song
well, it’s a song but I’m tryna use the song to tell you somethin’


Verse 2

Yeah
True story

This chick named Nichelle
on god, man I wish her well
Steph Curry wit’ the step back into hell
she addicted to the life it’s a muhh fuckin’ crisis
never learn doesn’t matter how black her eye get
tryna maintain the only love she got
‘cause her dad did the same, she stressed a lot
he hit her momma
day in and day out
easy to find a way in, but not the way out
all the shit pay out,
is heartbreak, body part breaks
‘bout 20-odd dates, ’til it play out
it’s over
remember when he backhanded
‘cause you told him his actions is outlandish
you are now bandaged
you say he care for you
when you stressed from ya job is he there for you?
can you vent ‘bout what you goin’ through lately
girl he too crazy
and lately, he focused on havin’ a baby

Part II

we been talkin’ about it
I know where you at, i know what you feelin’

Verse 1

you been mindin’ yo business
got away, yeen seen him in a minute
he salty, he know you better off; winnin’
so he talkin’ bout you on twitter
hittin’ up ya girlfriend phone
all day long wit’ the bullshit
everybody blocked him,
that ain’t gon’ stop him,
he blow up, get up in the pulpit
playin’ like a victim shit
tellin’ everybody you the one that got violent
he was tryna leave you
and they gon’ believe him,
he mad popular, whole crowd full of #MeToos
so if you need somebody platonic
to hold you, when you goin’ through the worst
who can be the first to know, you can tell ‘em all the pain
you got, ’n won’t crack
I can be that

yo love
broke, you gave him yo trust
lost a baby, yo cuts, deep
and that don’t leave you wit’ much, peace
all the times you been through it
planted seeds n then grew it
when the dark come in large amounts
you can come through and talk it out
before you walkin’ out, you got reasons