| I’m not on your radar
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| You’re not on my wave length
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| You don’t see potential
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| We could do some great things
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| We’re always on common ground
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| We both love the same things
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| But I’m not on your radar
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| And you’re not on my wave length
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| Story of my life
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| That’s the way love goes, yeah
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| Story of my life
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| That’s the way love goes
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| Okay I must have the game fucked up
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| I don’t understand what’s what
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| I can’t figure out what’s love
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| You was always my plus one
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| Lucky me that I’d fall for you
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| Put my gloves on and fought for you
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| To this day I look forward to you
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| Two plus two is not four to you
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| And I don’t even know the math
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| I done bought the boarding pass
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| Mixing will throw me off
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| You should be a quarter back
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| This like you don’t know my name
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| And I been signing autographs
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| Even after war and back
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| I’m not on your radar
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| You’re not on my wave length
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| You don’t see potential
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| We could do some great things
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| We’re always on common ground
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| We both love the same things
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| But I’m not on your radar
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| And you’re not on my wave length
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| Story of my life
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| That’s the way love goes, yeah
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| Story of my life
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| That’s the way love goes, yeah
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| Story of my life
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| You’re so talented… And I really believe in what you trying to do…
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| I would just be a distraction… And I can’t come between that…
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| And I don’t even want to come between our friendship either… But I’m not
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| trying to close any doors, you know, maybe in the future, maybe somewhere down
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| the line, who knows, but… not now."]
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| Uh, these are the things I never say to you
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| Keep it straight, fix my face for you
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| On the way to you, uh
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| I took the babe from you
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| Took a break from you
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| Had to skate, study tape on you
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| Took a page from you, uh
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| You was on some Nia Long shit
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| Be alone shit
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| We would talk three or four hours on the phone
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| How we’d finna growing shit
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| That was as shit
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| You had bags full of old shit (old shit)
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| While i was taunting you was playing chess then
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| On the low on some Logan shit, pick an X-Men
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| I just wish you would’ve told me shit
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| Nah, you don’t own me shit
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| But take some motherfucking ownership
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| That’s the only thing
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| I guess you wanted less than
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| Little homie shit
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| Someone lucky to be chosen shit
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| One and only shit
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| You just worry what your homies said
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| They some yes-men
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| Always
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| Sugar coating shit
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| «What about investing?
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| Putting sweat in?»
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| You just settle for some corny shit
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| Little pony shit
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| Now I know this what your focus is
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| Now I know that shit was hopeless then
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| Now I know the scent
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| Story of my life
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| That’s the way love goes
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| Story of my life
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| That’s the way love goes |