Lyrics

I just don't get it how they keep missing We been on different lanes Why she keep calling act like she all in She know this just a game I need more dollars, let it bring more trauma Bet you that I stay the same Fighting my evil, love for my people We drive right through the rain Don't stay you gotta run for me Know where you'll be when they come for me Hit my phone when you need some from me Who yo man? hope he don't fuck with me We might just bust something Fast like the bus coming You might find love from it Ties might get cut for it, ahh You not that close girl, but you're not too far Give me the green light, I hop in the car We came to get the party live They just came to throw shade This for my niggas in they rides In the streets, the whip bangs This for them bitches too They got mans but came to just hang And if you starting problems Well work it out, it's no thang We can work it out like gains Babygirl we can take a trip no plane I know that you used to the same old thang You thought that I would be different but really ain't shit change Okay, shawty blew my mind like Saddam Hussein But I don't have the time like my phones out of range My pockets been strange, feeling heavy need a crane Me showing up tonight ain't the only thing that came I can see that you want me hitting my line You always be calling I press decline I get too nostalgic Seen this before so save all the talking I got a lot of patience for the game that you running & shit But lately I don't really want none of your shit Yeah, coming to my senses post clarity shit The way we both moving got me calling it quits, uh I just don't get it how they keep missing We been on different lanes Why she keep calling act like she all in She know this just a game I need more dollars, let it bring more trauma Bet you that I stay the same Fighting my evil, love for my people We drive right through the rain Don't stay you gotta run for me Know where you'll be when they come for me Hit my phone when you need some from me Who yo man? hope he don't fuck with me We might just bust something Fast like the bus coming You might find love from it Ties might get cut for it, ahh You not that close girl, but you're not too far Give me the green light, I hop in the car We came to get the party live They just came to throw shade This for my niggas in they rides In the streets, the whip bangs This for them bitches too They got mans but came to just hang And if you starting problems Well work it out, it's no thang
Writer(s): Marco Guerrero Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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