Time

The day that I met you The sparks they was flying made me feel real high But the day that I left you They started to die and I knew it was time to go Out the door Cause I ain't gonna be your little plaything no more I ain't bout to be no little housewife on your arm I ain't bout to be up in the grip of your control Cause if you was for me we Could've made it past hard times But since you wanna be so fucked up to me You gotta leave Pack up your shit it's time to go Can't take the things you do no more The games that you playin insecure So pack up your shit it's time to go Boy the nerve of you to call me up crying Expecting to try this again I stuck by you through all of the hard times But really it's time to go out the door Cause I ain't gonna be your little play thing no more I ain't bout to be the little housewife on your arm I ain't bout to be up in the grip of your control Cause if you was for me we Could've made it past hard times But since you wanna be so fucked up to me you gotta leave Pack up your shit it's time to go Can't take the things you do no more Boy I see through all of the lies and the deception My time you messed with My mind you tested Oh how I missed it All the charm that you went and led with But there was nothing for you to offer Cause I was more than anything you thought of And now you tryna bring me down with you But that will never be so you gotta leave Pack up your shit it's time to go Can't take the things you do no more The games that you playin insecure So pack up your shit it's time to go Go Yeah it's time for you to go Yeah It's time for you to go Yeah it's time for you to go Go Yeah it's time for you to go Yeah It's time for you to go Yeah it's time for you to go