Zone 6 Divorce

No, I'm not yours anymore

Yes, I'm sure

This is a Zone 6 Divorce

Meet me on flash shows (?)

I be in a hooptie

I be bumping Gucci

Yeah, you used to love me

Now you want to use me

And I'm not yours anymore

Yes, I'm sure

Yes, I'm sure

Girl, we can't be friends

That's a boyfriend without the dick

When we talk I uplift

You get off and argue with

All the niggas that don't want to settle, and be content

Then text me when you lonely for some real encouragement

Let's be honest

It starts off plutonic till the gin mixed with tonic

Now your forehead on my stomach

We can't be friends

If you had a man, I wouldn't be your bro

I'd be another number you ignore inside your phone

And if she happy at home she ain't gonna roam

But if a nigga do her dirty, she DM and feeling flirty

Texting niggas at 3:30 at night

But can't come over cuz she gotta put the kids to bed

Bitch its 3:30 AM, but whatever

Whatever gets you through the day

Some get what they need from one nigga, if not, pshhhh

If not, it's a tough pill to swallow

When your boo and your rider

Gotta go out of her way to get what you can't provide her

Is it up to you to remind her

That you the man of the house

She do shit that you ain't deciding?

So in denial, the trauma faced as a child

You grew up at mad at your momma but dated women just like her

You lose sleep at the sight of women twerking

Now you cussing bitches out in your diner

(No, I'm not yours)

You're so concerned what she do with her body

Its almost like you wan

This is a Zone 6 Divorce

Meet me on flash shows (?)

I be in a hooptie

I be bumping Gucci

Yeah, you used to love me

Now you want to use me

And I'm not yours anymore

Yes, I'm sure

Yes, I'm sure

Shiiit

Really I was never yours

Yeah I'm dropping gems but this is all December 4th

You said goodbye but spin the block

Like why you still texting for

Usually I produce myself, but this is Black Metaphor

You can't change who she prone to be

It ain't about where she's at

It's about where she wanna be

What's hers is hers, what's mine is hers

But if its short lived, that's why she don't belong to me

No, I'm not yours anymore

Yes, I'm sure

This is a Zone 6 Divorce

Meet me on flash shows

I be in a hooptie

I be bumping Gucci

Yeah, you used to love me

Now you want to use me

And I'm not yours anymore

Yes, I'm sure

Yes, I'm sure