You like to be

You like to be so gone

When I come back next week

Prove you belong to me

Don't worry where I been

Don't worry

You wasn't trippin' 'bout me back then

To think about it when we past it

You tried to put me in your past tense, no

She wanna cry me a river

But she know what she do to me

But you get petty during the week

Acting like you 'ont wanna see me

Argumentative when I leave

Completely different when I'm gone

She tryna fuck my head up

I keep her with the fashion

Even though I'm dead wrong

She keep her bitches in our business

Mm-mm, mm

She keep me in her daily fitness, mm-mm

I know you think about me

Nights all alone

Scrollin' through your phone

You had laid down on me

Now you cryin' all alone

Is there a way things should be

Mm-mm

Poppin' all my shit, baby girl, you can not keep up

Sayin' you don't want no labels, I do not want either

Show downtown

Packed up

I don't need ya, oh

You like to be

You like to be so gone

When I come back next week

Prove you belong to me

Don't worry where I been

Don't worry

You wasn't trippin' 'bout me back then

To think about it when we past it

You tried to put me in your past tense, no

Conclusive when I said I love ya

Blocked my number

But won't catch me on no pay phone

Ain't tripping 'bout it, you won't catch me in no rainstorm

You'll think about it whenever that fucking day come

And I know you'll be back around girl

That's what my Mom always told me

And that's what you always had shown me

You swear I'm out here disappearing and shit

I'm fucking with this **** and that ****

But no, let's talk about you

You fuckin' with every other bitch in the book

I'm tired of you and I'm tired of this shit, period

I don't care, don't call my phone again

'Cause I'm not 'bout to be sitting here wrapped around your finger

Thinking that, I'm like-

You could just come back here

And I'm just your play body

Or your little night call on the phone

We're not doing that

Fuck I'm in my feelings for?