Kohdeine Baby - EX (feat. Fouda Baby) Lyrics

You need some clarity, you filled with all this jealousy
I thought you was an angel, cuz you looked so heavenly
You had me sick cuz you the trigger to my allergies
To treat a girl so preciously is such a rarity
All the games you playing got me fed up
When I'm done with you that's when you pull up
When you broke up girl that's when you f*cked up
You never knew I was on the come up
You got me in love got me singing like I'm Jodeci
All I really wanted was just you to ride with me
Everything is dead all I can say is Rest In Peace
Watch my story I be chilling with my new bitch
I met your sisters, mommy, daddy
I had to be your baby daddy
I was stroking it right you called me papi
Wondering how I got you to speak Spanish
Look into my eyes, look at all the pain you caused
You make me change my emotions like I'm switching my flaws
You need some clarity, you filled with all this jealousy
I thought u was an angel, cuz you looked so heavenly
You had me sick cuz you the trigger to my allergies
To treat a girl so preciously is such a rarity
All the games you playing got me fed up
When I'm done with that's when you pull up
When you broke up girl that's when you f*cked up
You never knew I was on the come up
I can't trust these hoes
Gotta chase my goals
The Lord only knows
Some stories untold
My head was controlled
Wearing a blindfold
My fingers they itching and twitching not glitching I just gotta get to the cash
I'm stacking these digits, the coupe I don't rent it, I'm skrting , I'm breaking the dash
I'm running with apes, do not f*ck with the jakes, with the gang we are never in last
There's gold on my waist, throw this guap in your face
When I'm hiding the dope in the stash
You say you ride with me but baby you's a player
You stole my heart and then you left me with a crater
I didn't know my closet nigga was a hater
Dont hit my line up when I end up living better
You played over me when I was holding you down
Bitch don't kill my vibe, that's what I'm telling you now
I'm getting my money, I roll with my niggas, I get to my money
I don't give a f*ck about you
Louis V, Gucci, all the designer that's what I was getting for you
Wanted trips to Dubai but you could never make it up to the stu
You a bitch and you stupid as f*ck, on my momma that's the truth
You need some clarity, you filled with all this jealousy
I thought you was an angel, cuz you looked so heavenly
You had me sick cuz you the trigger to my allergies
To treat a girl so preciously is such a rarity
All the games you playing got me fed up
When I'm done with you that's when you pull up
When you broke up girl that's when you f*cked up