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Sometimes I feel like you don't tell me you fuck with me enough (Pop your shit, Float) uh 'Cause the whole time, you were giving away what should have been my love (Bobby Kritical) Yeah, what she said? (Let's go) (Sometimes I feel like you don't tell me you fuck with me enough) Don't trip, I'ma spin the block for you Tunnel vision to the money, I'ma hold the spot for you, huh ('Cause the whole time, you were giving away what should have been my love) Yeah, look You ain't even gotta trip, I'll be back for you Anywhere you at, I'll travel 'cross the map for you (facts) Hella busy, I know you don't want a broke nigga (yeah) Run the racks up first, then elope with you (yeah) You can tell me all your secrets, I can cope with you (yeah) And she brought her own gas, let me float with you (hey) Know you feelin' like you ain't gettin' enough time (what?) All I ask, for you to ride through rough times (rough) Is you gon' fuck with me when I need you? (When I need you) Even if you tell me lies, I believe you (ayy) (Sometimes I feel like you don't tell me, you fuck with me enough) what? What? Don't trip, I'ma spin the block for you Tunnel vision to the money, I'ma hold the spot for you, huh (I come back every time just to try to feel your love) look You ain't even gotta trip, I'll be back for you Anywhere you at, I'll travel 'cross the map for you (let's go) (I come back every time just to try to feel your love) yeah Playin' all the time like you miss me Seen you out in public with your nigga, and you dissed me (what?) (Sometimes I feel like you don't tell me, you fuck with me enough) Type of time you on, man? (bitch) You know where I'm at, you know where to find me Hit you late night, where you at? Perfect timing (go) Fell in love with false dreams, fell in love with diamonds (go) I ain't got no snag on my coat while I'm climbin' (go) I don't know what time you be on, but I be vibin' (go) Pull up to your city, call your phone, why you hidin'? You ain't even tell me it was safe, but I'm slidin' But I play it safe, if I don't feel it then I'm slidin' Turn your camera off when in public, keep it private If we cut ties, least you know I kept it solid (on God) (Sometimes I feel like you don't tell me, you fuck with me enough) Don't trip, I'ma spin the block for you Tunnel vision to the money, I'ma hold the spot for you, huh ('Cause the whole time, you were giving away what should have been my love) Talk to me, what? You ain't even gotta trip, I'll be back for you Anywhere you at, I'll travel 'cross the map for you Sometimes I feel like you don't tell me, you fuck with me enough Let's go 'Cause the whole time, you were giving away what should have been my love Huh, facts (fuck with me enough) (Sometimes I feel like you don't tell me, you fuck with me enough) (Fuck with me enough) (Rare Sound) oh, oh, oh, oh ('Cause the whole time, you were giving away what should have been my love) (Sometimes I feel like you don't tell me, you fuck with me enough)
Writer(s): Goapele K. Mohlabane, Anthony W. Anderson, Michael Louis Aaberg, Carl E. Mccormick, Kelvin L. Wooten, Denisia Andrews, Kristopher Thomas Campbell, Bobby Bernard Turner Jr., Gabriella Wilson, Brittany Coney, Michael Alan Davidson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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