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

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

you strapping up?
Yeah I'm strapping up, you acting up?
Yeah I'm up, nigga
You not keep on playing me
You not gon' on playing me
Is it gon' be this or your family?
I'll kill that whole family (I fucking hate you!)
What crazy ass shooting in the house for?
yo dumbass ruining the house for?And what time you get home anyway?
Shit, about
And that's the fuck you sleeping on the couch for
I don't give a fuck, thug I'm an outlaw
And the next bitch ain't but a house call
Scrolling my iPhone looking for my sidechick
This bitch always flipping pushing buttons like a
when I hop in my Jeep and pull it out the toxic
And you gone, guess what?
I'll be bouncing on that sidedick,

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

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

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