crybaby

I'm talking to the moon not everything about you

Screaming to get out the room saying i dont love you

Baby what you trying to do throwing clothes outside the room

Get rid of the attitude i'm not trying to fight with you

Please would you ever listen you ain't in my position

And i been shooting oppositions i hear the snakes they hissing

And niggas fake they never pitch in they music never listened

Two bitches and they kissing i'm sitting reminiscing

Yeah she was acting different

Money make you act different

I try to convince you to not get mad