I can’t anymore.

Lyrics
[Intro] Kamandi [Verse 1] Runnin', runnin' from the start until the end You won't get away, you need to learn to face your fears Yeah, growin' up hurts, growin' up hurts, growin' up hurts Don't be apart, hold it down, just keep it up, nigga Fuck all the face, get this cake [?] Fuck what they say, if you paid you'd better ball, nigga They gon' hate, they gon' hate but that's all, nigga [Chorus] I can't, I can't Be a part of this shit anymore Better put my shit by the door 'Cause I can't do this anymore Don't wanna be a part of this lore Rather be dead on the floor than be with you Had to get my mind right, fuck off (Fuck off) I got your leavin', notice I'm gone I had to take my own side, fuck yours I'm really tired of singin' this song [Verse 2] Okay, wе used to be the samе but we different now (Different now) I guess it's just what people do (Guess it's just what people do) We used to be forever, now we just friends I can't believe we just cool (just cool) We used to understand, now we don't at all I heard you got a new man (I heard you got a new man) You never call me up on holidays (What's up?) You heard I got a new bitch [Pre-Chorus] I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't That's just somethin' in between That just makes you so mean I can't I was tryna keep it clean But I never keep it clean, I can't I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't I was tryna be your man You was tryna be my girl But I can't There's just somethin' that We were not [Chorus] I can't, I can't Be a part of this shit anymore Better put my shit by the door 'Cause I can't do this anymore Don't wanna be a part of this lore Rather be dead layin' on the floor than be with you Had to get my mind right, fuck off (Fuck off) I got your leavin', notice I'm gone I had to take my own side, fuck yours I'm really tired of singin' this song [Verse 3] I don't blame you for the record It's just time to focus more my health Without me you gon' do better 'Cause with you I wasn't even myself So I guess it's for the better Aesthetic keepin' us on a shelf Let's do what makes us better And multiply ourselves by twelve (—Selves by twelve) [Outro] Bro, I told you she was bad news [?] I'm glad you got out of that Make sure you don't hate that guy [?] 'Cause that was a messed-up situation, red flags [?] Nah, nah, I feel you You definitely right about that
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Credits
- Writers
- Azizi Gibson