F&S

And that's all she wrote She gon' uber out the crib We don't talk about it (talk about) She just wanna f*ck She don't even pay attention To things that I'm saying about it (I don't even know like) I don't understand all the things that they did That done made me toxic Yeah that shit made me feel dead inside I know how that feels Yeah this ain't my first time You just tryna pull up Take a big ol' bite Never been the type To go and swallow my pride But you passed it so fast That I put you to the side She ain't in it for the money She just in it for the ride I been going crazy I been working all night Voices in my head telling me that I'm the ride After fucking and stroking you This the thanks I get? Can't believe when I told you That I ain't looking for it After fucking and stroking you This the thanks I get? How could you look at me Knowing that you ain't begging for it? I been trippin' bout giving you All the things I can't get After loving and holding you? Is this the thanks I get?