| This is so all bad, nothin' good can come from this
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| Sweet but sad, I don’t know love ruins a relationship
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| It will never last but it feels so good, guess I gotta deal with it
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| This is so all bad, this is so all bad
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| Got me messin' 'round with you
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| You got me messin' 'round with you
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| Out here messin' 'round with you
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| What you gon' say? |
| What you gon' do?
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| Baby if they knew?
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| I’m a G, she say the pain runs deep
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| But she can’t run from me
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| I’m in these streets with the killers, thugs, and drug dealers
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| 100 mil' plus, in trucks with no ceilings
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| Fuck who don’t feel it, I’m feelin' like I’m the realest
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| Biggest boss in the business and really that’s to infinite
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| What we doin' wrong but it feels right
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| Can’t discuss what we did the whole night
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| Won’t be the last time, on my cash line
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| Duffel bags so accountant is the past time
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| And for the last time, I’m not a bad guy
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| I just like what I like, now shorty act right
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| Small waist, red weaves
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| Black car, keep it flyer than them Red Wings
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| Nightmares, day dreams
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| She the one, listen how she say things
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| She in love with the life, champagne and all the light
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| Chanel sneakers and scarves, I want you to be my wife
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| We can run around the world and tuck with no fear
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| G4, G5, whole team here
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| Call ourselves friends, but we holdin' hands
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| Got alot of questions, am I a controllin' man?
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| I run the streets but I’m well known in Japan
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| As a G, a boss, the money coming fast
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| She from a lovin' home, I’m from a troubled home
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| One bedroom, didn’t have a telephone
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| Now I’m on the corner, time to get my hustle on
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| Women recognize, and now I got a couple of 'em
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| Speedin' in the Beemer then I got a Range
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| She not a side chick, she all in my lane
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| She a quiet chick, may let her see some things
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| I’m catchin' feelin’s for her, she take away the pain
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| Life amazin', wake up in new places
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| Big faces stuffed in suitcases
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| Played the hand I was dealt, few aces
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| Now the bedroom suite is too spacious
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| Niggas wanna kill me but I put 'em on pause
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| Broke motherfuckers better bow to the boss
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| I’m gettin' high, I’m above the law
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| Gettin' down and dirty, makin' love to her
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| Please believe in niggas that’s still schemin'
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| But the ghost that floats the 4 Seasons
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| To love me baby is too easy
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| But what I need you to do is just believe me
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| She got the Range Rover, I was cool with it
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| Been the land, cruisin' girl I went to school in it
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| Green Goyard bag, it got the tool in it
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| Everytime we fuck I act a fool in it |