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I want you to come home
No if it's late at night
(I you talking)
I know you saying you
But baby boy this feeling right
(I'm out here tryna get my money you know that)
Fuck that we got enough houses, enough
You done bought me enough
Tired of shit my nigga you hitting
(You I be at the studio and shit)
Nigga you lying, who you to run that game on?
Who you think I am? I'm not one of thots you met at Playhouse
(I say that)
I just rode by nigga, you wasn't at Dre
Parked my shit at Ye house and hopped in the
stop lying you fucking think I'm stupid
Nah look ain't nobody say
You ain't complain when I that Maybach
Put you in Chanel, friend Chanelle can't even say that
You wanted to see 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 this arguing I ain't got no for it
You call my phone fifty times
Don't do no shit like
I was just fucking them
I was get right back

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

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

I you thought they stopped making real niggas when they made you
Shit, they stop making them, stop making them
Guess she thought stopped making real bitches when 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 unable to find you lose
And all this loud chirping that you rude
But food is on the table
We may be like the Cain and we Abel
Then we have some makeup and we get back stable
Have a little girl I cut the cord her navel

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