CAN'T GO ON (Explicit) - Russ

Lyrics by：Russ/Curtis Colbert/Harriet Hurst

Composed by：Russ/Curtis Colbert/Harriet Hurst

Baby baby why'd you call me out my name

Yeah yeah

'Cause now I made it and I might just do the same

Yeah yeah

They say all the girls can't go on

I think I'm over it this can't go on

Baby baby why'd you call me out my name

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

I know you're you but I'm me that s**t means some s**t

I got a house with a studio

I dreamed this s**t

I be locked in phone off hits gettin' made

I don't got time to play house and kids gettin' made

I got tapestries

I'm buyin' for Morrocon-themed rooms

You got travesties of f**kin' men for vodka and shrooms

Gossipin' too as if I give a f**k

I gave you d**k and conversation

Guess I gave too much

My friends say it's my fault

They say that I'm the problem

They say that if I don't want them attached

Then I should dog 'em

But that's not in my nature

I swear that's not the real me

Even if I felt okay about it mom would kill me

But first-class tickets and five-star rooms

Shouldn't make you think you 'bout to be a wife and me a groom

Raise your standards

Where's your self-worth and life at

You shouldn't act like you come with a motherf**kin' price tag yeah

Baby baby why'd you call me out my name

Yeah yeah

'Cause now I made it

And I might just do the same

Yeah yeah

This ain't healthy girl

This can't go on

I think I'm over it this can't go on

Baby baby why'd you call me out my name

Yeah yeah

Doo-doo you really make it hard to say

Hard to say

Doo-doo you need to understand your lane

Your lane

Yeah yeah get a grip fall back be casual

We've only seen each other three times act natural

Or rather act neutral

I don't got the energy to deal with women how I used to

You need to chill the f**k out

I mentioned how I saw you three times guess we struck out

Your overbearin' ways made the patience in me run out

I finally got some time to myself

Ain't no time for your s**t

You not my mom

You not my girl and we not datin' so just dip

Call a Lyft I heard Uber's racist

Yeah the head is good

But you're not who I choose to mate with

I need my space indicative you can't handle boundaries

You keep blurrin' lines

I've had enough of all your drama and disturbin' mind yeah

Baby baby why'd you call me out my name

Yeah yeah

'Cause now I made it and I might just do the same

Yeah yeah

This ain't healthy girl this can't go on

I think I'm over it this can't go on

Baby baby why'd you call me out my name