(One, two, three, go)
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh (One more time)
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Told him, I’m not goin’ home
He wanna drop me ’til I’m broken, broken
Told him, I’m not goin’ home
I need my own space, I need focus, focus
Told him, I’m not goin’ home
Don’t want my hands locked, I need to be open
Told him, I’m not goin’ home
I’m not goin’ home
Grip on my body ’til my heart stop
You holdin’ onto me and I can’t breathe in
Don’t wanna be the one to blindside
But it’s a part of me that just might leave him (Oh)
Rough love
Pops called me a f#ck up
Pops callin’ me for everythin’
But he don’t wanna show me no love
I was writin’, he was upstairs
Probably playin’ with his butt hairs
Probably playin’ with my feelings
He doing whatever and I was just stuck there
f#cked up, f#cked up
f#ck love, f#ck hugs
f#ck life
He just ran into my room
And it’s 4 A.M, I’m havin’ a f#cked night
Teachers pet, f#ckers uptight
Problems here and they’re not mine
I’m not here to waste time
I’m leaving tonight
Told ’em
I’m not goin’ home
He wanna drop me ’til I’m broken, broken
Told ’em, I’m not goin’ home
I’m not goin’ home
I’m not goin’ home
He wanna drop me ’til I’m broken, broken
Told him, I’m not goin’ home
I need my own space, I need focus, focus
Told him, I’m not goin’ home
Don’t want my hands locked, I need to be open
Told him, I’m not goin’ home
I’m not goin’ home
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