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I just want you to home
No if it's late at night
(I you talking)
I you saying you working
But baby boy this ain't right
(I'm just out here tryna get my you know that)
Fuck we got enough houses, enough cars
You done bought me enough
Tired of your shit my nigga you
(You know I be at the and shit)
you lying, who you trying to run that game on?
Who you I am? I'm not one of these thots you met at Playhouse
(I say that)
I just by nigga, you wasn't at Dre house
Parked my at Ye house and hopped in the uber
Jayceon stop lying you fucking I'm stupid
Nah look nobody say that
You ain't complain when I bought that
Put you in Chanel, friend Chanelle can't even say that
You to see Rihanna I put you and your friends at the concert
Closet full of Giuseppe[?] you came a long way Converse
Took you out that concord[?], put you in Tom Ford
All arguing I ain't got no time for it
You call my phone fifty times
Don't do no like that
I was just them girls
I was gon' get right

around, spinning around
Spinning around, around
It's the same old, we be going through the old
Spinning around, spinning
Pulling them down, them down
the same old, niggas get tired of the same old

Nigga you up?
Yeah I'm up, shit you acting up?
Yeah I'm acting up,
You not gon' keep on me
You not keep on playing me
Is it gon' be this or your family?
I'll kill that bitch whole family (I hate you!)
What crazy ass shooting in the house for?
What yo dumbass ruining the house for?And what you get home anyway?
Shit, about
And that's what the you sleeping on the couch for
I don't give a fuck, thug life I'm an
And the next bitch nothing but a house call
Scrolling through my iPhone looking for my
This bitch always flipping buttons like a sidekick
when I hop in my Jeep and pull it out the toxic
And while you gone, what?
I'll be bouncing on that sidedick,

I guess you thought they stopped making real niggas when they you
Shit, they stop making them, they stop them
Guess she thought they stopped making real bitches they made you
Shit, a few in the room and a couple in the Wraith too

Now she's to you
That she's the baddest bitch to ever grace to pair of
And if you are to find better you lose
And all this loud chirping that you consider
But food is on the table
We may be like the Cain and we Abel
Then we have makeup love and we get back stable
Have a little girl I cut the cord from her

I guess it's the way it goes down
Love is a merry go round
I guess just the way it goes down
is like a merry go round
It all goes to