Enough

While all the time that I was loving you, you were busy loving yourself

I would stop breathing if you told me to

Now you're busy loving someone else

Eleven days

Damn, I can't get enough of this shit

Wake up, turn over, and give me a kiss

Nah, I ain't with all that arguing shit

Party and shit, come and eat up the beat

I like when she talking to me, so I'ma hit with the voice that is pulling me closer

I got the Glock in my holster. Take of the brush, now we sip on mimosas