Shit, that shit, that shit
That my shit, my shit, my shit
That my shit, my shit, my shit
That my, that my, that my, that my, that my
That my shit, what? This my shit
This my shit girl, this my shit
Ah that's my shit girl, this my shit

It's five-thirty in the morning
I can't sleep
It's like every time you leave
You take another part of me
Yeah, yeah, uh

Five thirty-one in the morning
I pray you're dreaming about me
I wish you would have just stayed with me
Baby just lay with me
I been tryna get you to focus
I'm all about you
I've hope that you noticed
Quit bringing up your past
Then you're last, girl focus
I know you think it's hopeless
Said your ex being in and out of your life

If you want, we can put that nigga on notice
He ain't even got to come and get his shit
Come over here, leave his shit where it is
Put that nigga on notice
Bring your mind and body to my destination
Break your lease, don't worry about a early termination
Put that nigga on notice
Put that nigga on notice
Oh baby

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Writer(s): Terius Youngdell Nash