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I just you to come home
No matter if it's late at
(I you talking)
I know you saying you
But baby boy this feeling right
(I'm just out tryna get my money you know that)
Fuck that we got houses, enough cars
You done bought me enough
of your shit my nigga you hitting
(You I be at the studio and shit)
Nigga you lying, who you trying to run that 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 shit at Ye house and in the uber
Jayceon stop lying you fucking think I'm
Nah look ain't say that
You ain't complain when I bought that
Put you in Chanel, your friend Chanelle can't say that
You wanted to see Rihanna I put you and friends at the concert
full of Giuseppe[?] you came a long way from Converse
Took you out concord[?], put you in that Tom Ford
All this I ain't got no time for it
You call my phone fifty times
Don't do no shit like
I was fucking them girls
I was gon' get right

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

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

I guess you thought they stopped making real niggas when they you
Shit, they stop making them, 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 bitch to ever grace to pair of shoes
And if you are unable to find you lose
And all this loud that you consider rude
But when is on the table
We may be like the Cain and we Abel
Then we have makeup love and we get back stable
a little girl I cut the cord from her navel

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