Tired of the back and forth. I can't seem to let you go.
Tell me you a rolling stone. Maybe I should let you roll. Cause I
I'm sick of all the games, sick of all the lies, sick of feeling like this all the time, feel like I'm getting. Played, feel like you chose a side. Maybe I should stop and read the signs.
They tell me that you ain't no good for me, should've known you were being too good to me, you come around only when it's good for you, but in the end you don't even check up on me.
So what's the point? What's the point in all of this text and
Should've known it wasn't real, you don't care bout how I feel
Imma rolling (stone)
Pick me up
Take me home
Clean me up
Hold me down
Lift me up
Give me up
Imma rolling (stone)
Pick me up
Take me home
Clean me up
Hold me down
Lift me up
Give me up
Give me up
I said no
You can't love me / You can't love me / You can't love me /
I said no
You can't love me / You can't love me / You can't love me /
I said no
You can't love me / You can't love me / You can't love me /
I said no
You can't love me / You can't love me / You can't love me
Imma rolling (stone)
Pick me up
Take me home
Clean me up
Hold me down
Lift me up
Give me up
Imma rolling (stone)
Pick me up
Take me home
Clean me up
Hold me down
Lift me up
Give me up
Give me up
Written by: Deirra Smith, Dezmond J'wan Hockaday, Luis Ray Baez, Nathaniel Ross Winishut
