What these b#tches want from a n#gg#?
On some dmx sh#t
I group dm my exes
I tell ’em they belong to me, that goes on for forever
And i think we just get closer when we not together
You tell me that i’m confusin’
More immature than marques houston
Cuts too deep for a band-aid solution
We too deep in this thing, you’ll never lose me
Lolol, i’m glad you find this sh#t amusin’
Heard a lot about me ‘fore we started off
I know you heard that my pool parties like mardi gras
I know you heard that my girl is sponsored by audemars
That’s why shе always correctin’ me when my timе is off
And my house is the definition
Of alcohol and weed addiction
You got a different vision
You wanna walk around naked in the kitchen
Without runnin’ into one of my n#gg#s
That’s not the way we livin’
Too much goin’ on, it’s just not realistic
These days i don’t talk ’bout them days like i miss ’em
And you shouldn’t miss ’em either, we different people
But every time we speakin’
It’s like a lot of games bein’ played
How’s it goin’ down?
If it’s on ’til we gone, then i gots to know now
Is you wit’ me or what?
Yeah
It’s like a lot of games are bein’ played
How’s it goin’ down?
If it’s on ’til we gone, then i gots to know now
Is you wit’ me or what?
Yeah
You say you never saw this comin’, well, you’re not alone
Million dollar renovations to a happy home
My ex says she gave me the best years of her life
I saw a recent picture of her, i guess she was right
I wake up, assessin’ the damages
Checkin’ mediatakeout
Pictures of me drunk walkin’ out with a b#tch
But it’s blurry enough to get the fake out
I wake up, all veggies no eggs
I hit the gym, all chest no legs
Yep, then i made myself a smoothie
Yeah, then me and wifey make a movie
Chicago, st. louis, st. louis to chicago
Ándale, ándale e.i, e.i, uh-oh
You had me drivin’ far enough to switch the time zone
You was the best of all time at the time, though
Yeah, you wasn’t mine, though
It’s like a lot of games bein’ played
How’s it goin’ down?
If it’s on ’til we gone, then i gots to know now
Is you wit’ me or what?
Yeah
It’s like a lot of games are bein’ played
How’s it goin’ down?
If it’s on ’til we gone, then i gots to know now
Is you wit’ me or what?
Yeah
I remember rappin’ for jay and cam
Young producer just trying to get his flows off
I remember being nervous to do victoria’s secret
’til i pictured everybody with they clothes off
Expedition was eddie bauer edition
I’m drivin’ with no winter tires in december
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, like a private school for women
Then i get there and all the popeye’s is finished, girl
You don’t love me, you just pretendin’
I need a happy beginnin’, middle and endin’
Chicago, st. louis, st. louis to chicago
It’s gettin’ hot in here, that’s all that i know
Got a hotel room, three stars for you
You call down for an omelet, girl, it’s 5 in the morning
You realize we at the doubletree, not the aria
Only thing open is waffle house, girl, don’t start with me
I used the western union for you like it’s no prob’
’cause you was in college complainin’ ’bout it’s no jobs
But you were suckin’ a n#gg# dick the whole time
Well, i guess a bl#wj#b’s better than no job
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