I don't Fu-Fu-Fu, I don't Fuxwitit
You got me stressed
You got me pressed
You got me wondering
Where, where, where you at baby?
You always gone
You never home
You got me crying out
Where, where, where you at?
We cuffed so I just don't get it
You say I'm yours, but you just ain't wit' it
If you want some, baby come and get it
'Cuz baby I got what ya need, got what ya need
But if you'd rather keep on lying
Then I ain't gonna keep on trying
'Cuz baby I got needs, I got needs
So tell me what's it gonna be?
Baby all these lies (I don't Fuxwitit)
The rollin' your eyes (I don't Fuxwitit)
I'm getting way too tired" (I don't Fu-Fu-Fu, I don't Fuxwitit)
Yes baby this gotta go (I don't Fuxwitit)
Cuz right now I don't know (I don't Fuxwitit)
I might be walkin' out the door (I don't Fu-Fu-Fu, I don't Fuxwitit)
You leave me 'lone
You leave me torn
You leave me wondering
Are, Are, Are you worth it baby?
Now I know I'm good
And I know I should
Never be wondering'
Am I, Am I, even worth it baby?
We cuffed so I just don't get it
You say I'm yours, but you just ain't wit' it
If you want some, baby come and get it
'Cuz baby I got what ya need, got what ya need
But if you'd rather keep on lying
Then I ain't gonna keep on trying
'Cuz baby I got needs, I got needs
So tell me what's it gonna be?
Oh, all these lies (I don't Fuxwitit)
The rollin' your eyes (I don't Fuxwitit)
I'm getting way too tired" (I don't Fu-Fu-Fu, I don't Fuxwitit)
Oh, baby this gotta go (I don't Fuxwitit)'
Cuz right now I don't know (I don't Fuxwitit)
If I'm walkin' out the door (I don't Fu-Fu-Fu, I don't Fuxwitit)
Is it me? Is it we? Is it she? Is it he?
Shit whatever it be
Would you do me the courtesy
Of bein' honest with me
Is it ironic that we ain't on the same page
When we co-writers in this biography
First we kickin' like soccer teams
Then we kick each other's teeth in
Verbally hurlin' thesis
And bitchin' about secrets
We been keepin' on the low like is you cheatin'
Actually don't answer that plain as day I can sees it
Seize every opportunity you get to fuck the block
Thievin' my emotions and stressin' me like a fuckin' cop
Pull over my heart and make excuses now my blood run hot
Then you go and use it flip the script and throw me under bus
Blunderbuss to the chest
Ain't got a bulletproof vest
Now my heart is broken down and you talkin' boo where to next
I'm perplexed by these games
Got me thinkin' I'm insane
If I keep fuckin' wit you fuck around forget my fuckin' name
No more lies (I don't Fuxwitit, I don't Fuxwitit)
'Cuz I'm way too tired baby
(I don't Fu-Fu-Fu, I don't Fuxwitit)
Oh baby I gotta go
'Cuz right damn now I know (I don't Fuxwitit)
I can't be fuckin' with you no more
(I don't Fu-Fu-Fu, I don't Fuxwitit)
Bye nigga