I'm just in the cut sittin' sideways Way that you lookin' all the time Time gets to tickin' and it takes a toll Told you I couldn't really draw the line Line ringin', sayin' that you told him things Things that you could've kept inside Sidetrackin' me when I was good to you You were somebody I would stand behind
I know you like to drink 'til the sun up Grind to you come up Work all winter Shine all summer Ride for your brother Die for your mother Keep that shit a hunna I know you wanna Vaca to a place where you could Take pictures, post on insta' Your friends say they miss ya' But they don't really miss ya'
Rule number one, be a boss ass bitch Never let a clown nigga try to play you If he play you, then rule number two Is fuck his best friends And make 'em yes men (okay) (wow, that's how you feel?)
I'm just in the cut sittin' sideways Way that you lookin' all the time Time and it left you with a broken heart Hardly excuses how you play with my Mindin' my business and you show up Up turn over, I should've seen the signs Signin' me up to do your dirty work Workin' to try to get you off my mind
I know you like to drink 'til the sun up Grind to you come up Work all winter Shine all summer Ride for your brother Die for your mother Keep that shit a hunna I know you wanna Vaca to a place where you could Take pictures, post on insta' Your friends say they miss ya' But they don't really miss ya'
What the fuck, this ain't chanel, nigga? Custom down? What the fuck, I ain't smokin' hot? Bust me down? You the same clown nigga That was runnin' me down Now you all up in my 'cause you wanna be down? (wow, that's how you feel?)
Compositor:Publicado em 2018ECAD verificado fonograma #35200003 em 20/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM