Playin’ Hard Trey Songz

[Verse 1]
We just broke up this shit is kinda new
I admit I'll still be riding through
I heard you got another nigga too
I seen his Benz, that 2009 shit
Plus your homegirl outchea fucking, she let all my friends hit
That's off subject, I know, fuck it, bring them papers, keep them dutches
Tell 'em haters they some busters, bad bitch then I bags it
Like I work out in Publix, got plenty girls so many girls
And pieces of me love it but some pieces of me doesn't
Guess that's a players nature, guess I holla at you later
Are you really done, I mean really done with me?
You said you will be here counting millions with me
Now you gone
My baby's gone, you're gone
And I want for you to come on home
I'm going crazy

[Pre-Chorus]
But I can't act that, fresh snapback
My cup is full of Hennessy, just me and my Bentley
Windows down got a joint rolled
Where I'm 'bout to go a nigga don't know

[Chorus]
But I'm, but I'm sick of playing hard, I give up, girl
Sick of fighting this war
'Cause I'm losing if I'm losing you
Can't shake, heart break, can't fake, baby, wait
I'ma say it, I admit it, girl, I've been a fool
Sick of playing hard, I'm sick of playing hard