| You left me puzzled
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| Left me puzzled
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| You left me puzzled
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| You left me puzzled
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| Let it all fall to the floor
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| Now you picking up the pieces
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| You been dropped down here before
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| All this time you runnin' game
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| Thinking you got the finesse
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| Ain’t you tired of all the mess
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| Need to give that shit a rest
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| I pray you wind it in
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| Even with a Rollie on you
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| Ya don’t know what time it is
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| And I ain’t gotta fuck left
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| Now I’m on this grinding shit
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| You ain’t gotta buck left
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| So you wanna find the kid
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| But bitch I’m not on GPS
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| Trippin' cut em off
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| They can watch me win it all
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| If they hatin' let em starve
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| You know they ain’t one of us
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| They ain’t one of us
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| They ain’t one of us
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| I can tell you used to those games
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| Probably got the high score
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| Pullin those strings
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| Tryna be the maestro
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| Gettin your way
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| Is only gonna get in your way
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| I had to double back
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| You wanna be on some playa shit
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| Well have fun with that
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| See me walkin' away
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| There ain’t no coming back
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| Fuckery on your plate naw I don’t fuck with that
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| What I want with that
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| Trippin cut em off
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| They can watch me win it all
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| If they hatin' let em starve
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| You know they ain’t one of us
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| They ain’t one of us
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| They ain’t one of us |