| 'Cause you could slide
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| And I’m not 'bout to fuckin' change your mind
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| Ye-yeah, ye-yeah, yeah-yeah
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| You could slide
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| 'Cause I’m not 'bout to fuckin' change your mind
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| (Ye-yeah, yeah)
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| I guess it’s back to this
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| Broken shit, fuck the past, everything
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| Pack your bag, grab your things
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| I won’t stop you, you could dip
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| Tried it all, you just quit
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| Not my fault, life’s a bitch
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| Sabotaged all this shit
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| Finally tired of all of this
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| You think you 'bout to leave me
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| You think you got off easy
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| You think you 'bout to turn up
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| But, bitch, you won’t believe me
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| I’ve been here peeping shit, easily, these is things only I know
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| Your game been weakenin', feedin' me bullshit, I caught on slow
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| But now I got your scheme
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| And it ain’t no going back, I’m on that
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| That gasoline, I’m 'bout to roll back, back on track
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| I’m back low-key
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| I’m where these hoes at, Heem on tap
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| Close that door, please, oh bitch, back up off me
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| Bitches ain’t no threat to my peace, talkin' about leave
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| If you wanna dip, well then, leave
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| Good luck goin' from me right back to the streets
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| 'Cause you know that shit ain’t what it seems
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| I got numbers, I blocked 'em
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| You forgot I got options
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| I got bitches I met that I friend-zoned, I’m 'bout to call them
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| 'Cause you could slide
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| And I’m not 'bout to fuckin' change your mind
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| Ye-yeah, ye-yeah, yeah-yeah
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| You could slide
|
| 'Cause I’m not 'bout to fuckin' change your mind
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| (Ye-yeah, yeah)
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| I guess it’s back to this
|
| Broken shit, fuck the past, everything
|
| Pack your bag, grab your things
|
| I won’t stop you, you could dip
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| Tried it all, you just quit
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| Not my fault, life’s a bitch
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| Sabotaged all this shit
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| Finally tired of all of this
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| Bitch, I been solid, you ain’t got nothing to say about me
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| You know you tried it, but it’s fuck you, I ain’t payin' that fee
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| Ain’t I been everything you wanted? |
| Let me tell, you wanted everything
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| You know what come next, but fuck it, after me you settling
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| Or not (Nah), not my business though, I’m up in this ho
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| I’ma walk, I’ma get this dough like I did before
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| I’m a real one, I ain’t got to talk, I ain’t got to chat
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| I won’t gossip, I’ma keep it thorough, I ain’t looking back
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| But I’ma keep sippin' this drink 'til you out the door
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| 'Cause this time I’m not gonna hold you back like before, mm
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| 'Cause you could slide
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| And I’m not 'bout to fuckin' change your mind
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| Ye-yeah, ye-yeah, yeah-yeah
|
| You could slide
|
| 'Cause I’m not 'bout to fuckin' change your mind
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| (Ye-yeah, yeah)
|
| I guess it’s back to this
|
| Broken shit, fuck the past, everything
|
| Pack your bag, grab your things
|
| I won’t stop you, you could dip
|
| Tried it all, you just quit
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| Not my fault, life’s a bitch
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| Sabotaged all this shit
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| Finally tired of all of this |