Lyrics
You think I don’t know when to call it quits
How could I not know after all this here?
I spent so much time tryna find a signal but
It’s safe to say it’s no good
A nigga need to roll up
No, I don’t wanna piss you off
No, I ain’t tryna make you yell
Girl, why you wanna kick me out of my natural element?
No, I don’t wanna piss you off
I ain’t tryna make you yell
Now why you wanna kick me out of my natural element?
I’m tryna work it out
But we got a disconnect (disconnect)
I’m tryna work it out
But we got a disconnect, hey
Love is not looking over shoulders
Love is you should trust what I told you
Lately it’s like you been speaking fantasy and I’m speaking reality
'Cause we got problems we ain’t getting over
I think we breaking up
And not just on some boyfriend-girlfriend shit
I think we had enough
Like, I can’t hear you
I’m falling out of love
I’m tryna work it out
But we got a disconnect
I’m tryna work it out
But we got a disconnect, hey
Love is not struggling to tell you «I love you»
Or you saying music’s above you
I do this shit here 'cause I need
I need you, but you couldn’t see, so
I’m out here, listening to Monster
Heartbreak sponsor, smoking on the ganja, yeah
No, I don’t have no time left to care, spare, or share
You done made Cupid aim away
A bow and arrow could take the pain away
You done made Cupid aim away
A bow and arrow could take the pain away
But I don’t wanna piss you off
I ain’t tryna make you yell
Girl, why you wanna kick me out of my natural element?
Girl, I don’t wanna piss you off
No, I ain’t tryna make you yell
Why you wanna kick me out of my natural element?
I’m tryna work it out
Niggas be so motherfucking quick to talk about, «Oh, I want a bitch that’s
loyal, I want a bitch that’s loyal.»
And it’s like, damn, nigga, what the fuck you think these bitches want from
y’all niggas, period? The fuck?
Y’all be the first ones to talk about loyalty, but be the first ones to fold on
a bitch in a motherfucking hot second
Like, damn, nigga, you can’t hold it down for two seconds? Hold your dick down,
nigga
I’m holding my pussy down, I’m keeping my pussy to myself — keep your dick to
yourself, nigga. That’s mine! The fuck? I don’t like to share, period!
