Your problems all gone but mine are still here

Wishin’ I could work it out, control it

How do you expect me not to call you back

All my drinks are at the front and all the drugs are at the back

I been on my grind

Why you askin’ all the time?

You leave me when you’re high

But you still say that you’re mine

Oh, ? too much, yeah ? too much

You already broke my heart, girl, you don’t have to break it twice