August - mood Lyrics

Why is it so hard for you
To do what you're supposed to do
I did everything I f*ckin' could
To make you comfortable

Yeah I did everything I f*ckin' could
But it was none to you
Swisher after swisher
I'm smokin' on that gorilla glue

Not tryin' to be rude
I'm just not in the mood
For all your toxic games
What's gotten into you

Yeah all this f*ckin' pain
Don't wanna see it through
Feels like I'm goin' insane
But that's just nun to you

I'm cryin' in the booth
Her new nigga smoke on boof
Like no that can't be true
I thought I had an effect on you

I guess I shoulda knew
The first time that she said we're through
I guess I shoulda knew
Don't know why you're changin' boo

I guess I shoulda knew
I mean I shoulda known
Yeah this shit hurtin' me bad
Yeah right down to the bone

I might just go out sad
Ma I ain't comin' home
I ain't comin' home
No I ain't comin' home