Wendy’s Interlude

Accepting our fate
Stuck in our ways
Trapped in our brains
Losing our way
Used to talk bout our days
Who took my place
Tears on your face
We need some space

Girl you hardly speak to me baby
Tell me you gon’ call you fall asleep on me baby
Only time you call is when you need something baby
Tell me what has got you acting mean to me lately
Don't shut down, c'mon speak to me baby
Ain't gotta fight girl we can do this peacefully baby
Is it me or I been sensing a lot of heat from you lately

I know your vice yea yea
Cranberry and vodka with the ice yea yea
Know why you drink alone evеry night yea yea
Girl how that nigga did you wasn’t right yea yеa
But you can’t have that fucking up yo life yea yea
Got your daughter, and most of all you got your life yea yea
I know you wanna be somebody’s wife yea yea
Haven’t found a nigga that you like yea yea
Let you tell it, it's cus all these niggas trife yea yea
Relationships they always start out nice yea yea
Give them some pussy and that's when they come to life yea yea
Girl tell these broke niggas get a life yea yea
Focus on your life yea yea