Hang Up

I don’t wanna be a push

I don’t wanna be a hater

Baby I got all the love, but I’m missing out on paper

Haven’t paid my rent for months

I be spending it on you

Just to find out couple weeks

You be all up in another dude

I’m sorry I don’t really got my cake up

Spending all my money, just to know that you will break up

Covered with the makeup and every night I stay up

I be taking shots, like I’m making hella lay ups

I was your prince

You were my snow white

Thought we was forever til our hair was gonna grow white

Guess I was not right

Apparently was never right

According to your dictionary, you the one whos always right

That’s how you been

Cold as a mint

Every single move I do

You consider it a sin

You be calling us a thing

I just be calling us “this”

Every time I prove your points

All you do is get pissed

And I don’t know what to do

You be killing all the mood

Everyday you wanna fight

But then chill and get some food

I know really well you ain’t tryna be alone

But I know all your moves

Imma hang up every phone love