[Intro – Spoken, slow and cold]
(Small pause between each line. Let it sink in.)
I hope you know.
You have to know.
You gotta know…
I’m takin’ this personal.
Everything you did —
Was personal.
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🎸 [Verse 1 – Low and gritty, build slow tension]
What’d you think was gonna happen?
Pullin’ a knife, screamin’ in my face,
Tellin’ me to leave twelve times —
I heard you the first… but you stayed in that rage.
You tried to silence me,
Tried to cut me deep,
Just ‘cause I caught you dirty
In your Cash App receipts.
I stayed calm.
But you wanted fire.
Actin’ like you run the jungle —
Now you cryin’ for a choir?
You want attention?
Here’s your show.
But don’t act hard
If you can’t stand on your own.
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🥁 [Pre-Chorus – Slight build, with bitterness]
CPS knockin’…
Our baby girl’s gone.
You couldn’t own one thing
You did wrong.
Tried to throw me in the flames
Like I don’t belong —
But I was the one holdin’ it down all along.
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🎶 [Chorus – Big vocal moment, emotional conviction]
You wanna take her from me,
‘Cause I give her more than pain.
More than chaos, more than shame.
But that makes you feel poor,
Makes you feel small,
So you drag us all down,
Wanna see me fall.
But what kind of love is that?
What kind of “mommy” forgets where home’s at?
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🎸 [Verse 2 – Bring in venom, slower delivery, lean in hard on tone]
You back in that life —
Flies thick in your lies.
Runnin’ with crackheads,
Dead stares in their eyes.
Is that who you are?
Some street-crawlin’ queen?
No pride, no grace,
Just dirty and mean.
You’d burn down your daughter
Just to keep the name.
Playin’ house in ashes,
Chasin’ fake fame.
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🎙️ [Bridge – Spoken or half-sung, steady tempo, lean into every line]
How many times did you cheat?
How many times did you lie?
How many times you say,
“Let’s fix this”…
Then hop in some stranger’s ride?
Come stains on your shirt,
Hair wrecked, dead eyes —
Showin’ up like,
“Let’s get breakfast, baby,”
Like I ain’t heard this a thousand times.
That’s some lowdown,
Circle S,
Walmart parking lot
mess.
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🎶 [Final Chorus – Full voice, cracked and furious]
You wanna take her from me,
But you barely show up.
Now the state picks her up —
You ain’t even that tough.
You just loud when it’s easy,
Mean in the dark,
But when it’s time to love?
You don’t got the heart.
What kind of love is that?
What kind of “mommy” don’t know where home’s at?
JasonRay