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Woah Woah Woah Yeah Got a lotta shit to get off my chest Internet been feedin' me some shit that I can't digest Why my ex posted up with shawty screamin "my bitch" They keep hackin' my iPhone i'm bouta get a sidekick F*ck a sidekick(Uh) Gassin' up these records, bumpin' loud in my crib(Uh) Homies outside, neighbors think we hittin' licks(Uh) Listened to your album, turned it off in the whip(Uh) F*ck ya promotion and f*ck your clique It's on sight yeah Mama gone at 7, learned my lessons I'm alright If I got depression hide the weapons I'm alright Goin' private when I get a private flight My ex done got a white girl damn, guess i'm not her type Woah Woah Woah Yeah yeah yeah Dead, man she beg for me Just cut the check for me Bitches wanna wrestle me Just bring the rest for me My bro and them got recipe Just send that text to me Yo bitch is sittin next to me She throwin neck on me I break her off like celery I gotta stay lowkey My bitches wanna better me, but I can't even see My pockets gettin' hella deep Just keep that cream on me, them niggas always envy me That's why i'm MVP Said she wanna go back to infinity, light year Caught a buzz, lite beer Freaks in the night yea She wanna houdini me tonight ya Say that she ain't feelin me but goin' through my likes yea I just take my like back lil' bitch Envy me when i'm in these streets I took my light back lil' bitch huh Is that ya man's? He drop that shit but it never land this shit dip but I ain't never ran Can't lie you a real bad guy Meet me of the bridge man i'm gone @ 5 I wanted to call to you I wanted to drive to you, ooh I wanted to call to you I wanted to drive to you, ooh Diabolical flow We ain't chill for a while and now i'm bashing ya soul I'm glad we found our way jack, but we ain't find our way back She say kade don't say that you know that I hate that (I had to do that) (I know what it's like to be a jerk, you know what i'm sayin?) Puttin' you through constant rivalry with other girls beside on me I gotta get this outta me and don't you say you proud of me Don't you say you proud of what you see on your screen You know me better than I do Still need a shoulder to lean on but I I got some more healin' to do Heard you got a little fling and I ain't judging on you You pullled a me on me, and now i'm dealin' with grief And they say karma hard to get but i've been fuckin for weeks I got that dawg in me, I got some flaws in me I got some tequila shots and white claws in me And party end in an hour i'm making out with the moment Room spinnin' like a vinyl im floatin' Blocked your number from my phone but- damn I wanted to call to you I wanted to drive to you, ooh I wanted to call to you I wanted to drive to you, ooh