History

(album: The Beat Goes On - 2012)

I thought you were the one for me
And I'd give you everything
High life in the garden state
I think it's about time I turned the page, yeah
I never knew you were a fucking snake
Shoot compared to you I was a fucking saint girl
One second I'm over that I want you back now fuck it I'm over that, yeah
Groupie girl never had no class
Caught her with a knife won't be my wife no
Rosette can't solve your case
And dirty kinda rats don't win the race
You found a scrub, to scrub up your shit
And pick up your pills when you punch and hit
Now your drama, your lying, your crying, your problems are his not mine

Cause girl you're history (history) yeah
You're in the past baby (oh)
It's like I'm finally free
Now your bullshit, your lying, your crying, your problems are history

Ha not mine no more nope now listen up
You ain't ever gonna taste the cake (nope)
Just grabs like a dirty snake (yeah)
And use his green to pay his phone
Shit lord knows you don't make your own no
Buying crap that you don't need
Spending every dime on drinks and weed
Now your drama, your lying, your crying, your problems are his not mine

Cause girl you're history (girl your history) yeah
You're in the past baby (oh)
It's like I'm finally free
Now your bullshit, your lying, your crying, your problems are history
Not mine, not mine, not mine, now you're history

Now his, not mine
Nothing you could do will ever turn back time nope
Now his, not mine
Baggage on his back when he's 65
Your story's his not mine
At first it hurt but now I'm doing just fine
Cause when I think of it it's alright
All the skeletons you hide come back to life
Your cheating, your drama, your pushes, your problems, are his not mine

Cause girl you're history (history) yeah
You're in the past baby (oh)
It's like I'm finally free (finally free)
Now your bullshit, your lying, your crying, your problems are history

Buying crap that you don't need
Spending every dime on drinks and weed
Feels like I'm finally free
Cause your bullshit, your lying, your crying, your problems are his
Along with your cheating, your drama, your pushes, your problems are history