(Tahj Money)
You ain't 'posed to cheat back on me
You ain't 'posed to cheat back on me, I cheated on accident
Go fuck that nigga, bitch, 'cause I'm havin' shit, and get-back don't last
And everytime you done, you goin' back again
I done up the score too far, ain't no passin' it
You gon' fuck my what's-his-name, I bet I fuck your what's-her-name
Hurt, but I make better songs when I be tryna flush the pain
You do shit that hit too close to home, that's another thing
That's why we'll never love the same, I'm gone
I was doin' time, I never seen you write me when I'm wrong
Your name ain't in my mail, you had me thuggin' way too long
I stuffed the vent with tissue, 'cause my heart was gettin' cold
It was only me, myself and I two years straight
If we was in this shit for life, that'll be still straight
You say you don't give no fuck, but what your tears say?
Fuck you right on that PJ, ain't no more TSA
I can't doubleback no more, it won't be the same
Still think about times that we had on the star
How you let these broke bitches just tear us apart?
Wanna see new countries, you can leave here tomorrow
I be busy, but my schedule could get rearranged
We could leave today, we could go right now
Why you being strange, come and suck it till it's soft
Baby, why you flexin'? You wanna be a Brown
LV and Van Cleef, keep her with a smile
You ain't 'posed to cheat back on me, I cheated on accident
Go fuck that nigga, bitch, 'cause I'm havin' shit, and get-back don't last
And everytime you done, you goin' back again
I done up the score too far, ain't no passin' it
You gon' fuck my what's-his-name, I bet I fuck your what's-her-name
Hurt, but I make better songs when I be tryna flush the pain
You do shit that hit too close to home, that's another thing
That's why we'll never love the same, I'm gone
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