| On some DMX shit
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| I group DM my exes
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| I tell 'em they belong to me, that goes on for forever
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| And I think we just get closer when we not together
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| You tell me that I’m confusin'
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| More immature than Marques Houston
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| Cuts too deep for a band-aid solution
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| We too deep in this thing, you’ll never lose me
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| LOLOL, I’m glad you find this shit amusin'
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| Heard a lot about me 'fore we started off
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| I know you heard that my pool parties like Mardi Gras
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| I know you heard that my girl is sponsored by Audemars
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| That’s why she always correctin' me when my time is off
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| And my house is the definition
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| Of alcohol and weed addiction
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| You got a different vision
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| You wanna walk around naked in the kitchen
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| Without runnin' into one of my niggas
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| That’s not the way we livin'
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| Too much goin' on, it’s just not realistic
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| These days I don’t talk 'bout them days like I miss 'em
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| And you shouldn’t miss 'em either, we different people
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| But every time we speakin'
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| It’s like a lot of games bein' played
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| How’s it goin' down?
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| If it’s on 'til we gone, then I gots to know now
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| Is you wit' me or what?
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| Yeah
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| It’s like a lot of games are bein' played
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| How’s it goin' down?
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| If it’s on 'til we gone, then I gots to know now
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| Is you wit' me or what?
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| Yeah
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| I wanna know how much time you spent on them paragraphs
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| Where you’re getting me
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| All that grey in our conversation history, you
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| Playin' mind games, when you sayin' things
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| Playin' mime games, we both doin' the same thing
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| Slide on a late night
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| You like to slide on a late night
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| You sent a «Are you here?» |
| text without an invite
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| That’s that shit that I don’t like
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| We both slide on a late night
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| Do things in our off time
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| We both, yeah
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| Made some mistakes, pon road
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| Yeah, how’s that for real?
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| You toyin' with it like Happy Meal
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| 3 dots, you thinkin' of a reaction still
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| While you’re typin', make sure you tell me
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| What type of games are bein' played?
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| How’s it goin' down?
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| If it’s on 'til we gone, then I gots to know now
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| Is you wit' me or what?
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| Yeah
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| What type of games are bein' played?
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| How’s it goin' down?
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| If it’s on 'til we gone, then I gots to know now
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| Is you wit' me or what?
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| Yeah
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| Yeah, remember you was livin' at The London for a month
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| Service elevator up to 4201
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| We was still a secret, couldn’t come in through the front
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| Girl, I had your back when all you used to do was front
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| That’s for sure though, I made a career off reminiscin'
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| Time got a funny way of tickin', things are so much different
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| I’ll admit it, I’ve admitted to a lot of things
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| Act like you know it, fuck them stories, fuck the shade they throwin'
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| Understand I got responsibilities to people that I need
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| And on my way to make this dough
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| A lot of niggas cut the check so they can take this flow
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| A lot of niggas cut the check so they can take this flow
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| Ohhh, ohhh
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| Tryna give your ass the world
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| You runnin' your fingers through my curls
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| You knew me when the kid had waves
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| But that’s enough of that
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| You could never say I came up and forgot about your ass
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| And that’s some real shit |