Had Enough (feat. Big Fir)

I gave you chance after chance after chance and you fucked it up Playing with my heart and my head I had enough Thought that you would change but it's clear you not cuz What you gave is not love. I had enough I gave you chance after chance after chance After chance after chance after chance after chance After chance after chance But you fucked it up You fucked it up You fucked it up And I had enough I know I know I know I know I know it's rough but Yes I yes I yes I yes I've had enough You may think I'm weak because I'm givin up but I was soft before right now I toughened up And made the hard decision To cut you off no incision A master with precision But YOU caused this division I gave you opportunities for you to make revisions But you didn't change one bit So I just opened up our distance I'm hot right now That's not a touché You treat me like a water boy so I went Bobby Boucher And shocked the world, now life's a movie And you couldn't see the bigger picture And now you're feeling goofy Our situation is hairy but you're just like a toupee Yes you serve a purpose but that don't change the fact you're fake Now I treat you like a groupie Since you serve a purpose and I don't need you cuz I gave you chance after chance after chance and you fucked it up Playing with my heart and my head I had enough Thought that you would change but it's clear you not cuz What you gave is not love. I had enough I gave you chance after chance after chance After chance after chance after chance after chance After chance after chance But you fucked it up You fucked it up You fucked it up I've had Enough I can't trust these hoes even if they came from the burbs I mean the pretty ones the ones with all of the curves They'll do you wrong so you know you gotta get a grip Cover em like cover setting never let em see you trip You a boss Tell them hoes to switch it out Never let the emotions Uh Uh Uh crash you out Cuz them bitches ain't gonna bail you out Imma keep it real Gotta keep it trill Never been afraid to tell a bitch what it really is Cut them hoes off Feel the chills, burr Just runnin in the rat race And you can't even get on the field Birkin bags And Jimmy Choo Bitch that ain't even for you Those for my sisters you can't even cook me up some food You just sad in your feels I'm a player in that field Getting bags gettin bread stackin cheese while you sittin on your heels Tired of these hoes pretending to live lives that they never lived Trifflin ass hoes I gave you chance after chance after chance and you fucked it up Playing with my heart and my head I had enough Thought that you would change but it's clear you not cuz What you gave is not love. I had enough I gave you chance after chance after chance After chance after chance after chance after chance After chance after chance But you fucked it up You fucked it up You fucked it up And I had enough