Getting Old

Playing you all my cards, I done fell hard, I done gave you yards (Yeah)

Putting up all these guards, so I don't fall hard in your eyes of starred (Yeah)

Saying it wasn't fair, that I didn't share why I left you in despair

Hanging out with your friends instead of me, is what led us there

All your crying sounds, I don't like your crying sounds (No, no)

If you knew me now, I don't like the lying now (Now)

Random tryna plow, that is something you'd allow (Allow)

All your crying sounds, saying that it's getting old (Uh)

Old, it's getting old (Uh)

Old