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As I turn my back for a minute And I lean too far from the finish Shawty I'm too hung, so diminished And my love too drugged for a living Shit I pray too hard, not religious Shit I stress too hard, not a mission Shit I need brake pads, ran the vision Shit shawty better hush gotta listen Shawty talkin' bout a brand new flex on you Shawty talkin' bout' a past ex sex on you She don't know that I would die to get close 1, 2, 3, 4 feet away just to feel on you. Shawty talkin' bout' a brand new flex on you Shawty talkin' bout' a past ex sex on you She don't know that I would die to get close 1, 2, 3, 4 feet away just to feel on you. Baby girl don't know me like that Better show her 'cause I'm running outta time She told me I don't own her like that 'Cause I told someone else she mine 'Cause I told someone she special But I never told 'em she's my ex (Ahh yeah) So she pull up with a brand new flex I can see it in her eyes Must've had great sex Tried to get a new new But I'm still hung 'Cause I need her by my side She my left lung I would rather die and move on to the next life Than to try to move on to the next one (Oou, noooo) Looking at women I played back then It's so fucking ironic I hate sports Oh My God I'm such a fool for just thinking I'd make new friends 'Cause the best one is you and they got bored Shawty talkin' bout a brand new flex on you Shawty talkin' bout a past ex sex on you She don't know that I would die to get close 1, 2, 3, 4 feet away just to feel on you. Shawty talkin' bout a brand new flex on you Shawty talkin' bout a past ex sex on you She don't know that I would die to get close 1, 2, 3, 4 feet away just to feel on you Less pressure Recognising all that I need Less talk more pleasure Shawty know I'm tryna plant my seed But you, in too deep with a bitch nigga And I'm in too deep in the bottle Settle down with the nonsense Listen to a real nigga I'm tryna take you all the way Full throttle Listen I would go a mile and half to in meet in the middle Lack of communication is better than talking in riddles But I think I could try be patient For all the time we been wasting 'Cause I want all of you and not even a little Not a motherfucking buffalo soldier But I get green when I'm jealous And a lot of it on me, tryna control my own tempers I got a lot on my plate Working on this brand new mixtape But I shoulda been working on us tryna fix our mistakes Shawty talkin' bout a brand new flex on you Shawty talkin' bout a past ex sex on you She don't know that I would die to get close 1, 2, 3, 4 feet away just to feel on you. Shawty talkin' bout a brand new flex on you Shawty talkin' bout a past ex sex on you She don't know that I would die to get close 1, 2, 3, 4 feet away just to feel on you. Shawty talkin' bout a brand new flex on you Shawty talkin' bout a past ex sex on you She don't know that I would die to get close 1, 2, 3, 4 feet away just to feel on you. Shawty talkin' bout a...
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