Get Gone - Gone

Flip your shit past another lasses

Humble dwelling

You got your game, made your shot, and you got away

With a lot, but I鈥檓 not turned-on

So put away that meat you鈥檙e selling

Cuz I do know what鈥檚 good for me-

And I鈥檝e done what I could for you

But you鈥檙e not benefiting, and yet I鈥檓 sitting

Singing again, sing, sing again

How can I deal with this, if he won鈥檛 get with this

M’I gonna heal from this;

he won鈥檛 admit to it

Nothing to figure out;

I gotta get him out

It鈥檚 time the truth was out that he don鈥檛 give a

Shit about me

How many times can it escalate

Till it elevates to a place I can鈥檛 breathe?

And I must decide, if you must deride

That I鈥檓 much obliged to up and go

I鈥檒l idealize, then realize that it鈥檚 no

Sacrifice, because the price is paid, and

There鈥檚 nothing left to grieve

Fuckin go-

Cuz I’ve done what I could for you, and I do know what鈥檚

Good for me and I鈥檓 not benefiting, instead

I鈥檓 sitting singing again, singing