1nebozo - Not My Problem Freestyle

You was a issue and you had to go
Doing the most, every now and then you'll make a post
Throwing a sub, you need to cool it down
Girl you not my problem, I am not fucking around, that's a fact
Mood swings, they had me on a hunnit
How you turn mad when I don't even do nothing?
Like, I really gave you all of me
Broke up, next day, shorty still was calling me
She gotta go, yeah she a hoe
But on the low, I been peeping that it show
You a thot, you always started
I'm thanking God 'til this day that we departed
You always lied if we talking the real
If I did what you did, bitch, how would you feel?
It was many times that I couldn't finish a meal
Cause you would give me that ill feeling, I'm feeling it still
(But) You not my problem
I knew she had to go
Say I'm cold just like the snow
She wanna spin, well it's a no
Lot of damage to my soul
Made me act out of control
If this shit happens again
I swear I'm done with love for sure
I-I-I remember I would give you everything that I could
Try lying on my name, bitch, I wish that you would
If I'm lying, then I'm dying
Don't hit my phone, cause I swear I'm not replying
We could spill the tea, keep it real, no denying
Don't come around with that fake ass crying, you killing me
You a joke, you should've been aborted
Paid all your cabs cause you never could afford it
Been chopped, I don't even know what I seen
Big thot, everyday was feening for the D
Everyday new motherfuckers telling me that I should leave you
Girl, I can't believe you, damn right you see through
Shorty had to bounce, kicked her off the couch
I ain't even playing, niggas know what I'm about
Cheat then we done, now she on the run
To other niggas, she gon' repeat what she done
You not my problem, you got left in the past
Popped out, new shorty got you gagged
I bet you wishing right now that we lasted
Tragic, funny cause I got the last laugh, bitch
You was a issue and you had to go
Doing the most, every now and then you'll make a post
Throwing a sub, you need to cool it down
Girl you not my problem, I am not fucking around, that's a fact
Mood swings, they had me on a hunnit
How you turn mad when I don't even do nothing?
Like, I really gave you all of me
Broke up, next day, shorty still was calling me

Written by:
Shawn Robinson

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