gone

Treating me like a joke, that's something you won't do

Saying you don't feel the same yeah that's cool

Well, just stick to your guns don't change from that mood

When shit hits the fan and baby you get screwed

I don't want you reminiscing bout our time together

You made a choice baby girl now you can't regret it

Saying you want us back sorry I can't relate (Ayy)

That's ship is sailed uh, it's too little too late

You can best believe you gon' miss me when I'm gone

Have you backtrack have you thinking you was wrong

But I'll be on the road I'll be gone