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I will never let a woman treat me like a lame Bitch, you fuck around, I fuck around and do the same Fuck you think this is? This ain't no motherfucking game Most of you bitches wildin', most of you are not to tame Niggas is living by bitches, niggas is living by bitches Fuck around and spend a band on a dinner now Bitches want captions on pictures Bitches want captions on pictures Buy her a Birkin, she think you're a winner now Fuck, if you're single, you're living alright Stealing your joy like a thief in the night Take you to church and I show you the light Cheat on your ass and you ready to fight [Fight Telling em niggas it's truly on sight Being a player is like riding a bike You think you're in love but it turned into a sike I don't wanna be just one of them niggas you always be calling Baby misleading, deceiving, furnacing like Eve in the garden She don't regret it, she's not really sorry, not even a pardon And now that I'm rolling I'm taking a step back, I feel like I'm Harden Give me all that ass, you say you love it when I talk sick I don't have no time to talk about it, change the topic I've been tryna work, you calling on my phone, you're toxic Always calling on my phone, you know you're fucking toxic Give me all that ass, you say you love it when I talk sick I don't have no time to talk about it, change the topic I've been tryna work, you calling on my phone, you're toxic Always calling on my phone, you know you're fucking... I don't even wanna talk about all of the shit that I did in the past I don't even wanna talk to no woman that let all of these lame niggas smash (Yeah) Free your mind lil' boy, you'll be surprised (Yeah) Take your time, it comes with peace of mind (Yeah) You walk like a beast, you think that your pocket's obese You walk in the club, you spending like thirty, at least Drown in the bottle, you think that these women are deep Your standards are high, the way that you're living is cheap (Yeah) I can't sleep no more I can't breath no more Lord, I hope it helps me grow (Yeah) Lead I plead I show Lord, please save my soul From all the things that I don't know Bands, I'm chasing the bands There's no one around, now show me your ass Bitch is you tripping, you fucking around You act like you don't got a man Say that you love him and string him along but damn What is the plan? I'm not the one that you need, I hit it and move I'm fucking a fan I was alone in the moments And most times it really felt like I was dying You were fucking around and you couldn't even stop Even though you could see I was trying If you stand for the truth about something Whenever they asked you, you never deny it These are the things on my mind and I don't cap about I don't even write it Give me all that ass, you say you love it when I talk sick I don't have no time to talk about it, change the topic I've been tryna work, you calling on my phone, you're toxic Always calling on my phone, you know you're fucking toxic Give me all that ass, you say you love it when I talk sick I don't have no time to talk about it, change the topic I've been tryna work, you calling on my phone, you're toxic Always calling on my phone, you know you're fucking...
Writer(s): Sibabalwe Fiphaza, Lesedi Molefe, Mzwamadoda Kenneth Binase, Tembalami Ndhlau Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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