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(Oh, oh) Heard you found a knock-off version of me And your shoes turned to tires, now you're runnin' the streets Everybody knows, ain't no secret to keep Different night, different guy wrapped up in your sheets, come on I been rollin' through the grapevine You're the one that told me we need to take time Don't take my absence for weakness You got your best friend's boyfriend cheatin' (Oh) it's the way that you were raised (Oh) believe everything they say (Woah) 50 shades of throwin' shade Dirt up on your name People talk, that's what they say Yeah, people talk, that's all I'll say, yeah Heard you found a knock-off version of me And your shoes turned to tires, now you're runnin' the streets Everybody knows, ain't no secret to keep Different night, different guy wrapped up in your sheets He said and she said that you get around I can turn a blind eye, but it's still the same sound Rumors like to fly through this one-way town You built a house of cards and it all fell down (Oh) it's the way that you were raised (Oh) believe everything they say (Woah) 50 shades of throwin' shade Dirt up on your name People talk, that's what they say Yeah, people talk, that's all I'll say, yeah Heard you found a knock-off version of me And your shoes turned to tires, now you're runnin' the streets Everybody knows, ain't no secret to keep Different night, different guy wrapped up in your sheets One strike, then two strike, then three strikes, you're out Tell your little sister keep my family out her mouth 'Fore I TMZ a picture of her sister gettin' nailed Damn, you brought the old me back You think a TikTok comment's finna hold me back? Lust over trust, guess you showed me that And this a different type of verse, I got a whole twelve bars I saw you sittin' at the light, you're in the same damn car Tell your mama that I'm sorry, I just had to tell the truth I been goin' through some things when I'm trackin' in the booth Because of you (because of you) 'Cause you were gettin' it in Behind the five-percent tint with all my friends People talk, that's what they say Yeah, people talk, that's all I'll say, yeah Heard you found a knock-off version of me And your shoes turned to tires, now you're runnin' the streets Everybody knows, ain't no secret to keep Different night, different guy wrapped up in your sheets (That's all I'll say, yeah) (That's what they say)
Writer(s): Christian Rizzo, Jonathan Gabriel Horne, Bonnie Dymond Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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