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It was just one, lonely night inside of paradise Two, my home girl's house she won't shut up about this Three, way that she done had the other night Like four, give me I do not wanna hear 'bout that shit Five, middle finger five, middle finger five Fuckin' die Bitch you haunt my mind You know who you tryin' You know I'm So caught up in all this You know I think about us You know I ain't been honest You just tryna push your buttons Ooh, yeah with that same old shit I'll make a song yeah yeah We'll be great again I dig myself my own grave But you don't fret to push me in And I know that I lost my way But you been a little less than a friend Yeah, yeah yeah, but she don't get that We don't kick back I'll move on when I get my shit back I'll move on in like 13 months When I don't got no songs to write about your bitch ass Kiss ass not this time Caught flak double back to the west side Thought path like, "Yeah, I'll get it next time" Stay runnin' this cycle 'til it's dry And she said she couldn't care less And I don't think that made me careless (She said, she said, she said, she said, she said) And she said she couldn't care less And I don't think that made me careless (She said, she said, she said, she said, she said) A whole lotta shit Don't let me catch you walking through that metropolitan Spittin' all your hollow tips through all of my accomplishments I'm polishing a bottle off Baby, we could make a Molotov lookin' for that new flame I ain't superman, but I'm up to bat like Bruce Wayne Cop that D'use and we be off the gac Why you got that blue face baby Because you fuckin' two faced baby You said you kept one hundreds I kept hundred and one You wouldn't be a bright idea if you was under the sun And see I try to steer clear but I been prone to missing exits Saw a better life, but merging can be hard when you're so reckless You the solar to my plexus Solo dolo if you ask me Double back on everything I say, take the back seat 'Member last week We was fine we wasn't sweating But these days you'd think that hot yoga was my profession, shit And she said she couldn't care less And I don't think that made me careless (She said, she said, she said, she said, she said) And she said she couldn't care less And I don't think that made me careless (She said, she said, she said, she said, she said)
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