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Yeah

This to yo boy you crept with on the low he can never clone me (Ha)

Pat you on yo back I'd treat you better than my homie

Basing off the facts to begin with wasn't my homie (Nope)

Beef came with a red stripe they capping it's bologna

Now I'm up on a jabroni

Still I took a stand cause they gone call a witness on me

A problem ain't no solving

What we had they tryna copy

Don't you

I'm back to my old ways you stuck in a hoe faze (Whew)

Don't even know the half this girl been lying to my whole face

The feeling won't go away think about it everyday

What matters most is what you don't say leave it at ok

Restrictions had to obey (Obey)

Falling off you don't say (Don't say)

Turnt up off of D'ussé then go right into foreplay (Ha)

Hold up wait she just drunk in love like a Beyoncé

Let me find out man crazy

Bullshit always with me I gotta pop this here (Skurt)

People in the back finna be screaming when I drop this here

I told her she can get on top cause I ain't far from there

Both know this life ain't fair

Only so much I can bare yeah (Tuh)

With the games she gotta go

Tell me that she wanted me and only me I doubt it tho (Ha)

Same as all them other hoes

She ain't use to seeing a real nigga who ain't for the hoes

Yeah

This to the boy you crept with on the low he can never clone me

Pat you on yo back I'd treat you better than my homie

Basing off the facts to begin with wasn't my homie (Nope)

The beef came with a red stripe they capping it's bologna

Now I'm up on a jabroni

Still I took the stand cause they gone call a witness on me

I'm a problem ain't no solving yeah

What we had they tryna copy

Tell 'em get up off me yeah

I'm back to my old ways you stuck in a hoe faze

Don't even know the half this girl been lying to my whole face

The feeling won't go away think about it everyday

What matters most is what you don't say leave it at ok yeah

Restrictions had to obey

Falling off you don't say

Turnt up off of D'ussé then go right into foreplay

Hold up wait she just drunk in love like Beyoncé

Yeah yeah

This to the boy you crept with on the low he can never clone me

Pat you on the back I'd treat you better than my homie

Basing off the facts to begin with wasn't my homie

The beef came with a red stripe they capping it's bologna

Now I'm up on a jabroni

Still I took a stand cause they gone call a witness on me

I'm a problem ain't no solving yeah

What we had they tryna copy

Tell 'em get up off me yeah