CAN'T GO ON

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Baby, baby, why'd you call me out my name? (Yeah, yeah)
 'Cause I made it and I might just do the same (Yeah, yeah)
 This ain't healthy girl, this can't go on
 I think I'm over it, this can't go on
 Baby, baby, why'd you call me out my name? (Yeah, yeah)
 Yeah, yeah
 I know you're you but I'm me, that shit means some shit
 I got a house with a studio, I dreamed this shit
 I be locked in, phone off, hits gettin' made
 I don't got time to play house and kids gettin' made
 I got tapestries, I'm buyin' for Morrocan-themed rooms
 You got travesties of fuckin' men for vodka and shrooms
 Gossipin' too as if I give a fuck
 I gave you dick and conversation, guess I gave too much
 My friends say it's my fault, they say that I'm the problem
 They say that if I don't want them attached, then I should dog 'em
 But that's not in my nature, I swear that's not the real me
 Even if I felt okay about it, mom would kill me
 But first-class tickets and five-star rooms
 Shouldn't make you think you 'bout to be a wife and me a groom
 Raise your standards, raise you self-worth and life act
 You shouldn't act like you come with a motherfuckin' price tag, yeah
 Baby, baby, why'd you call me out my name? (Yeah, yeah)
 'Cause I made it and I might just do the same (Yeah, yeah)
 This ain't healthy girl, this can't go on
 I think I'm over it, this can't go on
 Baby, baby, why'd you call me out my name? (Yeah, yeah)
 Doo-doo
 You really make it hard to say (Hard to say)
 
 Doo-doo
 You need to understand your lane (Your lane)
 Yeah, yeah
 Get a grip, fall back, be casual
 We've only seen each other three times, act natural
 Or rather, act neutral,
 I don't got the energy to deal with women how I used to
 You need to chill the fuck out
 I mentioned how I saw you three times, guess we struck out
 Your overbearin' ways made the patience in me run out
 I finally got some time to myself, ain't no time for your shit
 You not my mom, you not my girl and we not datin', so just dip
 Call a Lyft, I heard Uber's racist
 Yeah, the head is good but you're not who I chose to mate with
 I need my space, ain't dick it if you can't handle boundaries
 You keep blurrin' lines
 I've had enough of all your drama and disturbin' mind, yeah
 Baby, baby, why'd you call me out my name? (Yeah, yeah)
 
 'Cause I made it and I might just do the same (Yeah, yeah)
 This ain't healthy girl, this can't go on
 I think I'm over it, this can't go on
 Baby, baby, why'd you call me out my name? (Yeah, yeah)
 

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Duration
03:03
Key
11
Tempo
170 BPM

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