(Tyler Royale)

[Chorus]
It can't be this complicated...
I feel like I’m constantly chasing...
'Cause you'd rather hang with yo niggas than be with yo bitch
’Cause you'd rather hang around them than to lay wit dis...
Boy you got me feeling lost in time...
Boy you trippin' you done lost ya mind, ohhh
Sick and tired of your cheatin' and ya lies
Called ya phone you ain't picking up ya line
[?]
I'm gone on on...
I'm gone on on...
I'm gone on on...
I’m gone on on...

Fuck it, it’s over I'm leaving
’Cause you turned ya back on a real one
I went through the struggle and trials
That was the hardest of times
A fool for holding you down

It can't be this complicated
I feel like I'm constantly chasing
'Cause you’d rather hang with yo nigga's than be with yo bitch
'Cause you'd rather hang around them than to lay with this
Boy you got me feeling lost in time
Boy you trippin' you done lost ya mind ohhh
Sick and tired of your cheatin' and ya lies
Called ya phone you ain't picking up ya line
[?]
I'm gone on on...
I'm gone on on...
I'm gone on on...
I'm gone on on...
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