Top of the Mornin

I hate to see her go,

I love to watch her leave But I ain't stopping her from doing her that's not my steez

She a work of art, it's more to what you see

She like to spread her wings, you gotta let her free

But who you out with late nights if it ain't with me

Like why you telling all your friends bout your fights with me

I'm trying to give you the world, I gotta drop the top for you to see this shit

The old me wouldn't believe this shit Cause I've been working on my shit, I can't

Stop now And I can't watch you all the time and keep you locked down

The feelings ain't there but the sex is

Oh my god, you leaving messes I know we can't keep doing this, I gotta let it be