| Ohhh I can only try so hard girl
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| Remember 9−5 like our love felt right girl
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| Maybe it just wasn’t the right time
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| Maybe in the next lifetime
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| (Game-Verse 1)
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| I’m sitting in my Ghost, I don’t know what to do
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| What I know is I’m at my best when I fuck with you
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| I always thought we’d kinda just end up like the Huxtables
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| Thought our love was like Swizz and Alicia, untouchable
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| Thought we always had that Jay and Bey potential
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| And ever since we’ve been apart everything is an instrumental
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| And I can’t even hear the words to my favorite song I’m so numb inside
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| Miss you telling me boy I’m ovulating so just cum inside
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| I’m kinda torn between what I want and What I know
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| That’s why sometimes after the kids fall asleep I get up and go
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| Used to chase me down the hallway acting like you on Broadway
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| Hop in your Benz, tailing my Range trying to jump out where that broad stay
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| And that was crazy but at least I know you care
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| That was then this is now how the fuck we end up here
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| Now we care about our instagram posts more than each other
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| Post some subliminal shit like we ain’t never met each other, thats crazy
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| Oh I can only try so hard girl
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| Remember 9−5 like our love felt right girl
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| Maybe it just wasn’t the right time
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| Maybe in the next lifetime
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| (Game- Verse 2)
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| We spent the last 24 months arguing over these broads
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| That we forgot about the show and then Cali became the star
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| And maybe that was a blessing
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| Cause she could grow up to be Raven-Symone
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| In our discretion, I’d be right there for protection
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| These days my kids the only place to get affection
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| Could be wrong, you the school teacher maybe I just need correction
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| You Used to be the one to point a nigga in the right direction
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| Now we both inside Greystone sitting in different sections
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| Pretending we had no fun
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| All I really wanna do is get you to that SLS and fuck you til you see the sun
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| Maybe I wouldn’t feel so bad every time I see my son
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| He ask am I coming home
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| And I tell him to go ask his mom
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| And Shit get real hard cause I can’t live without my daughter
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| Why can’t you just be Beyonce and try to ride for Sean Carter
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| You know I love my Kids and can’t no nigga replace their father
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| This could be a love story, you the author, Write
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| Oh I can only try so hard girl
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| Remember 9−5 like our love felt right girl
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| Maybe it just wasn’t the right time
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| Maybe in the next lifetime |