| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| Baby
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| We should tell your friends I’m not the bad guy
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| Even though you paint me as the villain, I’m not that guy
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| You tell 'em all my flaws
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| You don’t tell 'em that I’m better than your last guy (Yeah)
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| Before I ride with you (Yeah)
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| Cut off my ties with you
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| It’s like I’m never seein' eye to eye with you
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| Conversations overheated, shit get sticky
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| New Chanel not for fashion, it’s for the blicky
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| Couple niggas closest to me out to get me
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| And when it’s said and done, girl are you ridin' with me, yeah?
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| My bitch a rider, yeah (Yeah)
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| I’m a soul survivor, yeah
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| Takin' off like NASA 'cause he’s out of here
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| I just hit up Isaac, copped a chandelier
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| Bought my crib way out the way, so all my opps ain’t here
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| Runand tell your friends about it
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| They know if I’m kind about it then I’m dyin' about it
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| Two tucked in a box, I’m 'bout it
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| Trey 'bout it, they know I’m 'bout it
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| They know I’ve been ballin' all season
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| Young nigga, start to feel like Roddy
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| I can never turn my back on cause
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| Fuck what it is, it is what it was, yeah
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| They come to my city, they gotta pay us, straight
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| I got more power than the mayor
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| And if she bad then I slay her
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| Church on a Sunday, just tryna save her, yeah
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| Go tell your friends I’m not the bad guy
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| Better than your last guy, yeah
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| Don’t wanna see me win if it’s not with you
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| And that’s the issues, girl, you got issues, yeah
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| Know you’ve been misused, yeah
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| Been heartbroken, abused
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| Been out of my shoes, ayy
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| Yeah, uh
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| I gotta, drop on 'em like
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| I gotta, I gotta, feel somethin', baby like
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| I gotta, I gotta
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| Hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm-hmm
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| I gotta take this shit further
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| I gotta take this shit harder, yeah
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| I’m goin' harder and harder
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| I gotta take this shit further
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| Further than what’s it’s been
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| Further than all my spin
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| Further than what I spend
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| Cut it off, what I spend
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| Double up what I spend
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| Fuckin' up on her friends
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| Fuckin' up on her sense
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| Harder than what it’s been
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| Oh yeah, yeah
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| Yeah
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| Go tell your friends I’m not the bad guy
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| I’m not the bad guy
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| Just tell your friends I’m not the bad guy |