| Yeah
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| La da la da da da
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| Yeah
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| Living with bad decisions
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| Mad because you chilling
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| Yeah it could’ve been you but it isn’t
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| Yeah you could’ve played it cool but you didn’t
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| I wanted more from you
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| Then I adjusted, said fuck it I don’t want nothing
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| You’re disgusting because you done with it
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| You ain’t the one, you not even a number
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| You a letter, you an X
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| I’m a veteran in a Corvette
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| I always make sure my next move will always be my best
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| It’s a tangled web
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| Remoting the sheets somewhere tangled in a bed
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| Fuck whatever on we gonna leave it here (Let's just leave it there)
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| Sound like your friends been getting in your head
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| Bout how they would handle shit if I was their man
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| But that’s just it, they ain’t you and you ain’t them
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| Off drip, look at your neck, both of your wrists
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| Look at what you drove girl how could you trip
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| You already know that I live in the mix
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| I’m on a never ending road to getting rich
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| Everyday above ground cost a grip
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| Smoke out, nigga tote around a pound like a zip
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| My player fragrance keep bitches in amazement |
| Forgetting prior engagements to hide away with
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| I swear I was made for this
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| Love me but cautiously 'cause it’s dangerous
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| Living with bad decisions
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| Mad because you chilling
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| Yeah it could’ve been you but it isn’t
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| Yeah you could’ve played it cool but you didn’t
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| I wanted more from you
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| Then I adjusted, said fuck it I don’t want nothing
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| You’re disgusting because you done with it
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| You ain’t the one, you not even a number
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| You a letter, you an X
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| I’m a veteran in a Corvette
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| I always make sure my next move will always be my best
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| I be lying if I said I never
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| Had options like sunroofs and heated leathers
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| Love I tried to let you shine life 50 pointer line
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| And even if I lose you watch me bounce back with two, even better
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| Even better
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| Player since the day I met you
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| Still ain’t treat you like these hoes still, I was way respectful
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| Don’t tell me about what no hoes say, who out here living stressful
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| And you ain’t gon' treat me like these lames, beat them if I let you
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| Played the Lex coupe
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| Fendi with the beanie on, |
| All hundreds left them Visas 'lone
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| I do more bitches before I go back and forth with 'em
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| Could tell she used to them emotional niggas
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| Dangerous
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| Living with bad decisions
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| Mad because you chilling
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| Yeah it could’ve been you but it isn’t
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| Yeah you could’ve played it cool but you didn’t
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| La da da da da da
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| Yeah
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| Keep the e in it, Chevys on switches
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| Smoking weed in it, don’t post too many pictures
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| If you can keep a secret we can always
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| Rule number one don’t talk about me 'round your
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| That shit dead
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| Hitting switches on Chevys on the highway
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| Loose lips sing ships my ship ain’t
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| Yeah, yeah |