| I was never good at this
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| Things been getting serious
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| You said that I’m making drama
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| All these women ruin it
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| Forgive me for my ignorance
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| Baby I’m still new to this
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| I’m still tryna to learn the ropes
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| But you so good at burning it
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| I’m still tryna show you love
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| But holy hell you’re pushing it
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| Yeah we got some differences
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| Fucked up things, I won’t admit
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| Baby don’t be quick to split (Split, split!)
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| Ain’t too good with distances
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| I got fears of getting hurt
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| But girl I’m worth the fucking risk
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| (Yeah)
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| Is this really me?
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| Sipping on moscato up in SoHo House
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| Used to run through Flatbush, with my bruddas them
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| Now we in the VIP, who let us in? |
| (Fuck, yeah)
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| Have I really changed?
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| Used to shop at Jimmy Jay’s right on the ave
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| Head back to floss and burn at Kelsey house
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| Man I really miss em days I really want em' back (Fuck, yeah)
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| Yeah I’m changing up
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| Now I drive through Hidden Hills for inspiration
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| While I’m blasting Nipsey for the dedication
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| Just seen Yeezy house, now that’s some motivation (Yeah, yeah)
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| Mama called me up
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| Asked me Andrew when you gonna settle down?
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| Know you getting older keep on playin round
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| Ain’t too many good ones gonna stay around |