| You ever love someone, I mean never really think it through?
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| Where you stressin' and you question times two?
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| Is it fake love? |
| Is the trust gone?
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| Did I say somethin'? |
| Did I move on?
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| When we’re off, who are you on?
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| Baby, ooh
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| You ever love someone, I mean never really think it through?
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| Where you stressin' and you question times two?
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| Is it fake love? |
| Is the trust gone?
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| Did I say somethin'? |
| Did I move on?
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| When we’re off, who are you on?
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| Baby, ooh
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| Just tell me what, just tell me what you wanna do
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| Just tell me what, just tell me what you wanna do
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| Just tell me what, just tell me what you wanna do
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| Just tell me what, just tell me what you wanna do
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| And I’m thinkin' 'bout these niggas every time I feel despised
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| You’ve been tweakin' 'bout these niggas, how they sneakin' in disguise
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| Now I gotta watch you closely
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| Hate the feelin' of bein' lonely
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| So I ride around four-deep
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| And I run through it slowly
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| I don’t care, not anymore now
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| Quit it 'cause you wanna go down
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| Don’t you dare me to show out
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| Known to be that bitch and roll out
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| Yeah, I ain’t never need no bitch
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| Don’t call my phone, don’t ring my shit
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| How you go and stoop low, couldn’t believe that, sis
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| How you throw her to the side, couldn’t be that bitch
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| Got these Off-Whites on me
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| Hunnid racks on a Rollie
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| See the Balmains on my jeans
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| Can’t act like you don’t see
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| Yeah, we was better off as homies
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| You was playin' game on the wrong team
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| Stop tellin' niggas that you know me 'cause you don’t
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| Hmm
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| Did I say somethin'? |
| Did I move wrong?
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| When we’re off, who are you on?
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| Hmm, hmm
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| You ever love someone, I mean never really think it through?
|
| Where you stressin' and you question times two?
|
| Is it fake love? |
| Is the trust gone?
|
| Did I say somethin'? |
| Did I move on?
|
| When we’re off, who are you on?
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| Baby, ooh
|
| You ever love someone, I mean never really think it through?
|
| Where you stressin' and you question times two?
|
| Is it fake love? |
| Is the trust gone?
|
| Did I say somethin'? |
| Did I move on?
|
| When we’re off, who are you on?
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| Baby, ooh
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| Just tell me what, just tell me what you wanna do
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| Just tell me what, just tell me what you wanna do
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| Just tell me what, just tell me what you wanna do
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| Just tell me what, just tell me what you wanna do
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| I got one question
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| Why the wrong thing feel like the right to do?
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| And a wrong one, I never like to lose
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| And the pain hurt, but I like to bruise, well (Damn)
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| Stop bein' open
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| When they makin' it clear that the love you enclosin'
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| Ain’t no devotion
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| Givin' temporary people these permanent motions
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| There come a time
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| Where we gotta go and restart what we built
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| Give all of that pride
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| We ain’t involvin' they side, so fuck how they feel
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| You’re wastin' your time
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| You dwell on the past, the moment, that’s real
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| You don’t like to guide
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| But, baby, you been in control of the wheel
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| Through her eyes, she don’t ever wanna see you lonely
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| Traumatized, every time she see you with your homies
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| May I advise, now listen to me real closely
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| She my ride but she lettin' go real slowly
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| Yeah, statin' your point don’t mean you need help
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| Don’t apologize to no man, girl, you better apologize to yourself
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| 'Cause you had the choice and you did it
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| If he down, I bet that you with it
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| Your headspace stuck on that struggle love
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| Girl, that shit was never authentic (Never) |