I'm working on it
Working on my shit
I'm working on it
Working on my
Heard you going round telling people all my business
I knew how you were, wish I would've listened
Everything I told you, you would just go and repeat it
But that's just what I get, I finally learned my lesson
Had to cut you off cause you only had me stressing
That wasn't really love, just infatuation
We'd be going on so long, don't need that much explaining
But everything you say, end in exclamation
I know I can play the victim, know I be complaining
That's just cause you not listening to what I'm saying