| New man in your life, new pics on the gram
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| New ring on your hand, damn, I guess I know where I stand
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| I was hoping, I was hoping
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| Hoping maybe we would still have a chance
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| But now it’s over, yeah it’s over
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| You done went and found somebody else, oh no
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| How you gonna do me like that?
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| You know that we always came right back
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| You know we can never stay away too long
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| You know that we always find our way back home, yeah
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| So seeing you moved on, shit got me trippin', yeah
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| Stuck in my feelings, girl I need it I been reminiscin', oh yeah
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| Thinkin' back to the days you were mine, yeah
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| Circa 09, Circa 09' yeah
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| Do you remember the times?
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| Circa 09', Circa 09' yeah
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| So maybe I should face it
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| Maybe I should get used to being without you baby
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| Swear to God I’m going crazy
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| Thought that you lovin' him, no no I can’t take it, no
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| And honestly I’m wishin' me and him could trade places
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| I’ve been, I’ve been, I’ve been.
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| Thinkin' back to the days you were mine, yeah
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| Circa 09', Circa 09' yeah
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| Do you remember the times?
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| Circa 09', Circa 09' yeah
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| «What are you doing here?»
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| «I know, I know, I know, just, I just feel that we need some time to, just to»
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| «We have to accept the way things are now and more importantly take
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| responsibility for your actions, have a good night»
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| Summertime 09' used to pull up on you
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| In my momma car show you how a young nigga ride
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| Told you I’ll be outside one day, with my shit
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| And a plane ticket, meet me on the runaway
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| I know you still thinkin' 'bout my old ways
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| We should throw it back like the old Js
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| 'Cause I still got visions of your old place
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| When we watch movies then you used to go and roleplay
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| Damn, I remember when you cook for me
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| I remember when you did that look for me
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| Now a nigga gettin' money writin' stories understand
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| I just wish that you was there to keep the books for me
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| I need one more time, I know you still fine
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| You roll me a blunt and I pour you some wine
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| We used to trip but now I’m fallin' in line
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| Don’t live in the past but I had to rewind
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| Thinkin' back to the days you were mine
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| Circa 09', Circa 09' yeah
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| Do you remember the times?
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| Circa 09', Circa 09' yeah |