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

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

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

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

Now she's to you
That she's the baddest to ever grace to pair of shoes
And if you are unable to better you lose
And all this loud chirping that you rude
But food is on the table
We may be arguing the Cain and we Abel
Then we some makeup love and we get back stable
Have a girl I cut the cord from her navel

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