Another F***ing November

Yeah, another November, cold wind blowin’ tough

Lost trust, seen the fake, now it's all enough

Whispered lies, but I read through the niggas bluff

You got a new boy, yeah, momma’s boy, you think he’s enough?

Sneakin’ around, playin’ games, now I see the clues

Feelin’ used, abused, your love, yeah, your new boy got a lifted truck, a scat or something with a V8 and a high ass APR that his daddy pays for.

F#ck your new guy, keep him, I’m the one who hit when shit was still tight and I’m not talking about our communication you dial tone deaf bitch.

Another fuckin November, your mother still calling me to ask about giving? I told her I should have gave your new guy two to the chest and one to the head for the shit he’s talking.

Stay in your lane, you’ve made your decision live with the consequences and when you’re on your back think about the silly ass shit you said about me to your chubby ass friend cause that hoes got weight on her shoulders and I’m not talking about stress

Yeah, it’s another November, pain’s my new sedative, I’m working and hustling but that bitch wants me to still give? Fuck that bitch she couldn’t get a fuck out of me if she caught me with her best friend.