| She like bae give me the game, I can handle the risk
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| Got me through the steps, put me to the test
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| She like when I crack smiles, she say it get her wet
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| She hate when I lose my temper, say shit I don’t regret
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| I’m just being a nigga, how real is that?
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| I fuck off when we beefin', how real is that?
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| Make a promise I keep it, how real is that?
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| Pullin' straight up when you need me, how real is that?
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| Stole her heart like a booster
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| She was tired of them brewsters
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| Now she with the winning circle, stood down on the losers
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| Ask her how much she love me
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| She like baby it’s crucial
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| She like I’ll go to war 'bout you, pull up and shoot a movie
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| I fuck off on you when on tour sometimes (I do it, I don’t know why though)
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| I might fly a bitch out but I don’t give her the time (I fly a bitch out but
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| don’t fuck on her, go’n)
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| Ruth Criss where we used to go dine (remember that shit, just think about it)
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| Michael Jackson, do you remember the times? |
| (remember that)
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| I’m tellin' you how it is, tryna express how I feel
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| I get a little too emotional when I pop a few pills
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| Drank with me, crack the seals
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| Ice on me, let’s just chill
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| Asked her why the fuck she single, she like niggas ain’t real
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| She like bae give me the game, I can handle the risk
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| Got me through the steps, put me to the test
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| She like when I crack smiles, she say it get her wet
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| She hate when I lose my temper, say shit I don’t regret
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| I’m just being a nigga, how real is that?
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| I fuck off when we beefin', how real is that?
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| Make a promise I keep it, how real is that?
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| Pullin' straight up when you need me, how real is that?
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| You text my phone mad
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| Questioning, telling me some shit a bitch had said
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| I don’t got no flaws, admit when I’m wrong, now tell me how real is that
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| I be needing you wrong when I’m alone, I want you up in my bed
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| Need me to whip down, I’m only a call, I pull up wherever you at
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| You my lil gangster bitch, you always be talkin' that gangster shit
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| You tellin' me step and I don’t need no help
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| I be waitin' on a nigga to play with me
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| You be feeling some way and don’t tell me shit
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| So how the fuck I’m 'posed to know what you thinking?
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| So how the fuck I’m 'posed to know how you feeling?
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| I don’t like to argue, you always be tripping
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| I get my backend from a show and I count it up with you
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| Now how real is that?
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| We flex on these hoes, and that shit right there they ain’t feelin'
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| We ain’t stoppin' that
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| Broke up with my ex, I had left through a text
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| What I got with you I ain’t breaking up that
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| I hate to fly public, I pay for a jet
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| Whenever we together I won’t regret
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| She like bae give me the game, I can handle the risk
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| Got me through the steps, put me to the test
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| She like when I crack smiles, she say it get her wet
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| She hate when I lose my temper, say shit I don’t regret
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| I’m just being a nigga, how real is that?
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| I fuck off when we beefin', how real is that?
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| Make a promise I keep it, how real is that?
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| Pullin' straight up when you need me, how real is that? |