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Sick and tired of the bullshit, you won't get another chance
F*ckin' lame niggas, I don't really understand
'Cause you know I'ma cash out, f*ck the rubber bands
I bought you everything, peanut-butter Benz
You was s'posed to be there when I got out of jail
But you'd rather ho out with all of your friends
Goin' crazy, did my time, you ain't send me mail
Takin' L's when I was tryna make you win, ain't had no bail
You supposed to be down for your nigga
Baby, where you at? Baby, who you with? Girl, you slippin'
I was supposed to have your heart
But you just kept me in the dark like paintin' pictures
I know you lyin' and you sneakin', I'm just statin' facts
I'm just that dummy who believed you 'cause I loved your ass
Not the only nigga who been through that
But I'm the only nigga with receipts and poppin' tags

I was lookin' forward to us makin' love
And wakin' up for round two
But you didn't stay long enough, and it's f*ckin' me up
Learnin' from them hoes that's around you

And now you up on game, no
You don't see me the same (no)
The drugs, they can numb the pain
Poppin' bars, the easy part, but I still hurt the same

Thinkin' 'bout these bitches when I'm rollin' up
I'm just tryna vibe, wanna feel the love, two bitches like double dutch
Off that purple Actavis, I stay with that double cup
I just switched my style up, now she stuck like what the f*ck
Started not to care, European rare, bought a couple foreigns
Drivin' outta here, know that molly get me there
Just a couple sips, just so I forget, don't remember shit
Get a lot of pussy, don't f*ck with relationships
I'm out my mind, on that crazy shit
On my brazy shit, still wanna know who she be f*ckin' with
You tryna break my heart, I know you lovin' it
You on some other shit and I'm on my own again

I was lookin' forward to us makin' love
And wakin' up for round two
But you didn't stay long enough, and it's f*ckin' me up
Learnin' from them hoes that's around you

And now you up on game, no
You don't see me the same (no)
The drugs, they can numb the pain
Poppin' bars, the easy part, but I still hurt the same

Think of ways to navigate
Why you steady throwin' shade on my name?
While I'm takin' all the blame
We both messed up in goin' separate ways
You f*ckin' them niggas, I'm f*ckin' them bitches
All of that stupid shit won't make a difference
Know what it is, I'm the man in my city
He only look at your ass and your titties
You don't need makeup, you know that you pretty
You kinda crazy, you know that I get it
Half on a baby, you know that I did it
Guilty as charged, I ain't tryna be innocent
I'm tryna be limitless
I'm tryna f*ck up all the Hennessy
You know I say, "F*ck all my enemies"
I know you on your independent shit
Quality over quantity
Bad bitch right in front of me
Can't lie, baby, honestly
'Cause that pussy remindin' me

And now you up on game, no
You don't see me the same (no)
The drugs, they can numb the pain
Poppin' bars, the easy part, but I still hurt the same

Up on game
You don't see me the same, no
Numb the pain (yeah)
Poppin' bars, easy part, still hurt the same
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Sick and tired of the bullshit, you won't get another chance
F*ckin' lame niggas, I don't really understand
'Cause you know I'ma cash out, f*ck the rubber bands
I bought you everything, peanut-butter Benz
You was s'posed to be there when I got out of jail
But you'd rather ho out with all of your friends
Goin' crazy, did my time, you ain't send me mail
Takin' L's when I was tryna make you win, ain't had no bail
You supposed to be down for your nigga
Baby, where you at? Baby, who you with? Girl, you slippin'
I was supposed to have your heart
But you just kept me in the dark like paintin' pictures
I know you lyin' and you sneakin', I'm just statin' facts
I'm just that dummy who believed you 'cause I loved your ass
Not the only nigga who been through that
But I'm the only nigga with receipts and poppin' tags

I was lookin' forward to us makin' love
And wakin' up for round two
But you didn't stay long enough, and it's f*ckin' me up
Learnin' from them hoes that's around you

And now you up on game, no
You don't see me the same (no)
The drugs, they can numb the pain
Poppin' bars, the easy part, but I still hurt the same

Thinkin' 'bout these bitches when I'm rollin' up
I'm just tryna vibe, wanna feel the love, two bitches like double dutch
Off that purple Actavis, I stay with that double cup
I just switched my style up, now she stuck like what the f*ck
Started not to care, European rare, bought a couple foreigns
Drivin' outta here, know that molly get me there
Just a couple sips, just so I forget, don't remember shit
Get a lot of pussy, don't f*ck with relationships
I'm out my mind, on that crazy shit
On my brazy shit, still wanna know who she be f*ckin' with
You tryna break my heart, I know you lovin' it
You on some other shit and I'm on my own again

I was lookin' forward to us makin' love
And wakin' up for round two
But you didn't stay long enough, and it's f*ckin' me up
Learnin' from them hoes that's around you

And now you up on game, no
You don't see me the same (no)
The drugs, they can numb the pain
Poppin' bars, the easy part, but I still hurt the same

Think of ways to navigate
Why you steady throwin' shade on my name?
While I'm takin' all the blame
We both messed up in goin' separate ways
You f*ckin' them niggas, I'm f*ckin' them bitches
All of that stupid shit won't make a difference
Know what it is, I'm the man in my city
He only look at your ass and your titties
You don't need makeup, you know that you pretty
You kinda crazy, you know that I get it
Half on a baby, you know that I did it
Guilty as charged, I ain't tryna be innocent
I'm tryna be limitless
I'm tryna f*ck up all the Hennessy
You know I say, "F*ck all my enemies"
I know you on your independent shit
Quality over quantity
Bad bitch right in front of me
Can't lie, baby, honestly
'Cause that pussy remindin' me

And now you up on game, no
You don't see me the same (no)
The drugs, they can numb the pain
Poppin' bars, the easy part, but I still hurt the same

Up on game
You don't see me the same, no
Numb the pain (yeah)
Poppin' bars, easy part, still hurt the same
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Writer: Christopher Maurice Brown, David L Doman, James William Stewart, Patrizio Pigliapoco
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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