400
By the time I was 27
He’d made a fool of me
I was only left with his memories
Left trying to retrace the journey I took too deep
Find the footstep that made me trip over my ***ing feet.
I loved that man, but he didn’t give a damn
I loved that man, now I’m just thinking like…damn
He pulled heart string after heart string
My tears didn’t mean a thing
They slid down my face
A reflection of misery and pain
More like a B12 shot for him
Pumping energy through his veins
Ohh, he charged up---all the while draining me
Arguing with es
And usually I aint with this
But jealousy….
Has this way of ***ing with you
Emotionally.
So four years later
I’m in competition with Tay, Julia, Chelsea, Samira, and Kayla
This aint right!
I’m tired of putting up a fight
Just to win another long night
Of arguments….about when you was gone, out at the bar too long
You, you were ***ed up though, right?
So “Your homeboy drove you home!”
Yea, I know…
This is the same tired story you’ve told before
So let me do us a favor
Let’s have a toast to goodbye
Don’t worry, there won’t be any tears
I stopped letting s make me cry
You’re like a shade to my flower
While loving you, I can never grow
Finally found the strength to
LET GOD AND LET GO
