case

[Intro]
Hm
Oh, you had enough?

[First Verse]
Workin' on my nerves like it's your only job
Makes me wish I never even got involved
If I could turn the clock back
I'd be better off not knowing you
Past the point of over you

[Chorus]
What's your damage? Got too much baggage
To be on my case
Start the attitude catching, overreact
'Cause you feeling some type of way
Gotta be out your mind
All in my face, disturbing my peace
I was gon' let you slide
But since I got time, I'ma be brief

[Second Verse]
Hold on, you might wanna sit down
Few things, had to write a list out for you
Knew you'd prolly try to gaslight
Both know that ain't how it went down, darling
"Your fault," that's what you say now
'Cause everything's gotta be a let down for you
Impulses and breakdowns
Ceasefire right before you flip out on me

[Pre-Chorus]
(It ain't have to be so complicated)
(Could be happy, but that's just how you made it)
Oh, taking out
(Your internal frustration)
(Hope you hear the music 'cause someone's gotta face it)

[Chorus]
What's your damage? Got too much baggage
To be on my case
Start the attitude catching, overreact
'Cause you feeling some type of way
Gotta be out your mind
All in my face, disturbing my peace
I was gon' let you slide
But since I got time, I'ma be brief
What's your damage? Got too much baggage
To be on my case, oh
Start the attitude catching, overreact
'Cause you feeling some type of way
Gotta be out your mind (mind)
All in my face (face), disturbing my peace (peace
I was gon' let you slide (oh, uh)
But since I got time, I'ma be brief

[Third Verse: Thelonious]
Look
Prolly shoulda known your type
So many signs I should've noticed on this road of spite
I'm glad that all the hype is over and we through the games
'Cause you just love to keep your hands on my controllers, right?
It's nothing left to settle, press the pedal to the handbrakes
And you can keep the high hopes handouts, and handshakes
I pray one day you'll land first on a landmine and can't brace
Prolly what it takes just to get you off my damn case
Listen
Swear you must be dead inside
So caught up in your pride that you can't set aside
And it's a slippery slope whenever I let it slide
Gave all my chances hoping you might show your better side
But you ain't never tried (but you ain't never tried)
And I won't let you bring your traumas back (nah)
I'm glad you're gone, I hope you never try to holler back
Fuck linking up for the closure, the whole shit is over
Won't find a nigga better, Girl, I promise that