| I know the way a nigga was livin' was whack
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| But you don’t get a slime back like that, nah
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| Ya heard?
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| I know the way a nigga was livin' was whack
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| But you don’t get a slime back like that, nah
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| Ya heard?
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| Two wrongs don’t make it right but it help me sleep at night
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| You was out fuckin' bitches, you was creepin', right?
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| Look, bae, I can tell if ya could ya would stay
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| Could wait and pray for the day, we in the good space
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| Shook face you had soon as I ask sum'
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| No need to look all sad, cause you ain’t have to
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| Mad who?! |
| Who ya goin' with? |
| My condolences
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| Small thing to a giant, he a client, I’m ova it
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| You know how cold it get, now ya quiet, I noticed it
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| I try provokin' it but still, you soak in it
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| Dash Berlin — Man On The Run
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| It’s such a travesty
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| The way you say our love should be
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| Yeah, such a tragedy
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| Think you can just break my heart and leave me
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| Yeah, you betta run now
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| Man on the run
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| Playing for fun, wind me up, leave me undone
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| I can’t see it comin' down my eyes
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| But I gotta make a song cry
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| Yeah, I see it comin' down yo eyes
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| But that’s because you wrong, ma
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| Huh, just my thoughts, wonder what I bought
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| 'Member when you was shy and I asked for dry porn?
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| Oh, cause you out late that’s my fault?!
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| You let a nigga eat on our plate, use my fork?!
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| Here’s a few racks out the safe, some fly clothes
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| Keep the Cartier, but bae, I need time off
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| It’s too many broads to concentrate
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| I guess you the broad that got away
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| Dash Berlin — Man On The Run
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| It’s such a travesty
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| The way you say our love should be
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| Yeah, such a tragedy
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| Think you can just break my heart and leave me
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| Yeah, you betta run
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| Man on the run
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| Playing for fun, wind me up, leave me undone
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| All the people see deep, just me and my girlfriend
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| And you wasn’t even my girl then
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| You were given away without gettin' at me
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| Thought he was gettin' money so you gave him a key?!
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| How many times you forgiven me?
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| How was I to know that you tried forgettin' me?
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| It’s been years, damn, like ten years
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| Lot of pain and suffering, man, dripped tears
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| This wasn’t even the plan, had big fears
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| Still I play cool as a fan when chicks near
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| I took a vanish knowin' you couldn’t stand it
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| Thought we wouldn’t manage, bought you shoes for the damage
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| And the price is high as a hill zone
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| Member you riffin' like when you gon' get a real job?
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| Dash Berlin — Man On The Run
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| It’s such a travesty
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| The way you say our love should be
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| Yeah, such a tragedy
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| Think you can just break my heart and leave me
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| Yeah, you betta run
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| Man on the run
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| Playing for fun, wind me up, leave me undone |