| Actin' like you showin' love
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| Actin' like you showin'
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| Actin' like you showin' love, but I doubt it
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| By these snakes, I’m surrounded
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| And I really feel some type of way about it
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| I never crack, always stay grounded
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| But I know you not a thousand
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| And I really feel some type of way about it
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| No, you never really had my back but I was just childish
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| Now I know you’re not about it
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| And I feel some way about it
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| Now I’m on the road
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| Now I’m makin' thousands and I’m gettin' well-rounded
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| And I hope you feel some type of way about it
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| Can’t trust not one of 'em, not a nigga or a women
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| Be wary of the ones who act down but really be up to somethin
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| I ain’t perfect, I don’t judge nothin', but fake vibes gotta run from it
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| Duck from it, no love from it, your brother don’t come from it
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| Can’t get a call, not a what’s up, nothin'
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| Was on the cloth and now you cut from it
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| Hope your face lookin' like you cut onions
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| I got the gas, 91 pumpin', bitch stressed out so I been juicin'
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| Name a struggle, I been through it, don’t forget 'cause you can use it
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| Gotta go through it just to get to it, I swear, can’t skip through it
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| To be a boss you gotta serve, niggas gotta lotta nerve
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| Ain’t tryna put in the work but tryna eat all my dessert
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| Kick them niggas to the curb, women tryna get a purse
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| But you gon get what you deserve, skrr, niggas gon' live and learn
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| Niggas gon' 'X' themselves out, look at my ex, she stressed out
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| Don’t look at the text she sends out, ain’t got a hand to lend out
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| Do me right, you won’t get left out, tryna confess now
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| She hopin' I become the best out
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| But you just
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| Actin' like you showin' love, but I doubt it
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| By these snakes, I’m surrounded
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| And I really feel some type of way about it
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| I never crack, always stay grounded
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| But I know you not a thousand
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| And I really feel some type of way about it
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| No, you never really had my back but I was just childish
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| Now I know you’re not about it
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| And I feel some way about it
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| Now I’m on the road
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| Now I’m makin' thousands and I’m gettin' well-rounded
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| And I hope you feel some type of way about it
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| You feel some way, I know you feel some way (feel some way)
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| Tryna hide that shit but it’s showin' all on your face, you want my place
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| You-, you want this life, and you wanna eat of my plate (you)
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| Nigga peepin' everything, a nigga seein' everything
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| I just might not it say, that’s how I play
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| 'Cause you don’t respect my presence
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| And I don’t speak to no peasant
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| It don’t even gettin' nowhere, you learned your lesson
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| Today already learned that lesson
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| I’ma keep pushin', yeah, I just keep pushin'
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| Act like you don’t see me but I know your still lookin'
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| So I’ma keep ballin', fake niggas keep fallin'
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| I blocked my ex 'cause she wouldn’t stop callin'
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| Oh she wouldn’t stop callin'
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| Actin' like you showin' love
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| I know you feel some way
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| You won’t stop callin'
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| Actin' like you showin' love
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| Actin' like you showin' love, but I doubt it
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| By these snakes, I’m surrounded
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| And I really feel some type of way about it
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| I never crack, always stay grounded
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| But I know you not a thousand
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| And I really feel some type of way about it
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| No, you never really had my back but I was just childish
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| Now I know you’re not about it
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| And I feel some way about it
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| Now I’m on the road
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| Now I’m makin' thousands and I’m gettin' well-rounded
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| And I hope you feel some type of way about it
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| About it |