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I just want you to home
No if it's late at night
(I you talking)
I you saying you working
But baby boy feeling ain't right
(I'm just out here tryna get my you know that)
Fuck that we got enough houses, enough
You done bought me enough
Tired of your shit my nigga you
(You I be at the studio and shit)
you lying, who you trying to run that game on?
Who you think I am? I'm not one of thots you met at Playhouse
(I say that)
I just rode by nigga, you at Dre house
Parked my at Ye house and hopped in the uber
Jayceon stop lying you fucking I'm stupid
Nah look ain't say that
You ain't complain I bought that Maybach
Put you in Chanel, friend Chanelle can't even say that
You wanted to see Rihanna I put you and your at the concert
full of Giuseppe[?] you came a long way from Converse
Took you out that concord[?], put you in Tom Ford
All arguing I ain't got no time for it
You call my phone like fifty
Don't do no like that
I was just them girls
I was get right back

Spinning around, spinning
Spinning around, around
the same old, we be going through the same old
Spinning around, around
Pulling them down, taking down
It's the same old, get tired of the same old

you strapping up?
Yeah I'm strapping up, shit you up?
Yeah I'm acting up,
You not gon' keep on me
You not gon' on playing me
Is it be this bitch or your family?
I'll kill that bitch family (I fucking hate you!)
What crazy ass shooting in the house for?
What yo dumbass the house for?And what time you get home anyway?
Shit, about
And that's what the you sleeping on the couch for
I don't give a fuck, thug I'm an outlaw
And the next ain't nothing but a house call
Scrolling my iPhone looking for my sidechick
This bitch always pushing buttons like a sidekick
That's when I hop in my and pull it out the toxic
And while you gone, what?
I'll be bouncing on sidedick, nigga

I guess you thought they stopped making real niggas when made you
Shit, stop making them, they stop making them
Guess she thought they stopped making real bitches when they you
Shit, a few in the room and a couple in the Wraith too

Now explaining to you
she's the baddest bitch to ever grace to pair of shoes
And if you are to find better you lose
And all this loud chirping you consider rude
But when is on the table
We may be arguing like the Cain and we
Then we have some makeup love and we get stable
Have a girl I cut the cord from her navel

I guess it's just the way it goes
Love is like a go round
I it's just the way it goes down
Love is a merry go round
It all to game