Get Gone

How many times do I have to say To get away, get gone? Flip your shit past another lass's Humble dwelling You got your game, made your shot And you got away with a lot But I'm not turned on So put away that meat you're selling 'Cause I do know what's good for me And I've done what I could for you But you're not benefiting And yet I'm sitting, singing again Sing, sing again How can I deal with this If he won't get with this? Am I gonna heal from this? He won't admit to it Nothing to figure out I gotta get him out It's time the truth goes out That he don't give a shit about me 'Cause I do know what's good for me And I've done what I could for you But you're not benefiting And yet I'm sitting, singing again Sing, sing again How can I deal with this If he won't get with this? Am I gonna heal from this? He won't admit to it Nothing to figure out I gotta get him out It's time the truth goes out That he don't give a shit about me How many times can it escalate 'Til it elevates to a place I can't breathe? And I must decide, if you must deride That I'm much obliged to up and go I'll idealize and realize that it's no sacrifice Because the price is paid And there's nothing left to grieve Fucking go 'Cause I've done what I could for you And I do know what's good for me And I'm not benefiting Instead I'm sitting Singing again, singing again, singing again Sing, sing, sing again How can I deal with this If he won't get with this? Am I gonna heal from this? He won't admit to it Nothing to figure out I gotta get him out It's time the truth goes out That he don't give a shit about me How can I deal with this If he won't get with this? Am I gonna heal from this? He won't admit to it Nothing to figure out I gotta get him out It's time the truth goes out That he don't give a shit about me