Times start to get rough you wanna up and leave, before you go bitch gimme back my house keys. How many times I shoulda left stayed faithful and coulda crept, now you wanna jet because I'm a bit behind on on the rent. You forget I was way worse off when we first met. No crib I was living outta my momma basement. Told you thingsll get better said you ain't got the patience, amazing recession is ending my relation-ship. Shit I need to get a grip, I need to get a ounce hit the strip and make a flip. If you gon go then bitch go I don't need this shit. Instead of giving me a hand all you giving me is lip. Now that the moneys gone away grey skys no sunny days. Oh I can't keep you fly so you just gon run way. Never thought you'd do me greasy oil of olay. I kept it genuine with you I thought you'd be my Sole. So now I think about the old days and listen to the Ojays who woulda thought that love would drive a nigga mad. Road rage when I was bubbling like Moet and life was Rosay you said wed be together forever till old age. Brought me joy and pain like frankie beverly and maze. Now that everything has changed you said it'll never be the same. When I blow like cocaine make lettuce like romain and start to ball don't try and come back round here like rogaine.

I ain't a gold digger but I can't be with you like this ain't no food up in the fridge. Can't afford to buy me shit. No I can't be with ya. You can have your fucking keys I can't stay I gotta leave this the type a shit that I don't need. I can do bad all by myself. No I don't need your help. I can't stay I gotta go cuz your money running low this the type a shit that I don't need

So I guess this is it right. You just gon leave like this right. You a fucked up bitch right it was all good when everything was alright. Going out every night staying home fucking all night you know you ain't. You know you ain't right. I loved you how you gon leave a nigga like a baby in a basket at the door at night huh. What about the future planned and now you treating me like less of a man huh. What about the life we building a plan of a house two or three children huh. What about the promise you made never wanting to hurt me or cause me pain. You ain't shit the going got rough and you just quit.... nah nah nah put down that shit leave this bitch with everything you came with, yeah you talk a lotta shit, I won't hit a woman but ill slap the shit out a bitch. Let me calm down my nig, I'm sit here and roll up this spliff. See the problem ain't this the problem is you won't shut the fuck up you spoiled bitch just go. Leave that's what you want ain't it. You could do bad by yourself right changing faces. Only color that matters to you is green you fucking racist and now I'm old new without the papers. Cause now you smelling yourself opposite the vapors, thought you'd stand by me through the wonder years but I don't wanna let go like wayne wonder here but you could vamoose poof begone dissappear.