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And I really wanna get back to me
Know what I'm sayin'? Like I really wanna get back to that
Myself
Is it a crime (Still want me, still want you)
That I still want you? (Still want you, still want you)
And I want you to want me too (Too)
Ayy
Bitch, is it a crime that I still want you?
Is it a problem to want me the way I want you?
Bitch, fuck around, do a dime, penny for your thoughts, boo
I wish you could unlearn everything that nigga taught you
'Cause you ain't get that shit from me, huh?
I commit crimes 'bout it, bitch, I'll lie about it
Bitch, I'll die about it, every day I cry about it
I done gave my life 'bout it, hardbody, God body
Gettin' way too high about it, but you don't feel me though
Ayy, stop hatin' on a nigga
Y'all push me further and further, act like the distance don't hurt us
Drunk behind the big body swervin', got a wide range, Mike Irvin
Life like a fictional story, but I
Dropped the autobiography (For real)
Bitch, you don't love me, you love three months of conversation
Commissary sent to my cousin, but he don't ever wanna take it
Took my uncle, took my nigga father, why you pussies be the safest?
That shit ain't real if I ain't make it
Nigga, I'm the chamber to the secret
Found a basilisk, I tame it
Bet the house on me, my baby
Make sure they whole vault vacant
You wanna eat, you know who to bank with, bitch
Make 'em walk the plank, I'm the moon, a parade
I'm the demon, she the slay
You the listener, I'm the safe
I'm the pen and you the pape'
But nigga, you never got no pape'
You don't listen to none of the advice I gave
Unchained, treat me like a slave, bitch
I done looked death in his face
I done been ahead in the race
I done had fans not believe
I done told the baddest, "Leave"
I done had the trick on me
Then I put that up my sleeve
Want a baecation, please
Took that bitch to Athens, Greece
Drank Act' with an actress, done went raw on female rappers
Bitch, I got a pocket full of magnets
This ho tried to tell me 'bout the law of attraction, come on
Bitch say she manifestin' me, I agree
I done took a hundred and put your ass
To sleep, fuck the man of your dreams
Bitch, you know you can't pay me in cheeks
I got enough to fill the vault
Sex is not currency, baby
Thug ain't make Pilot talk
I be sad, but I'm still the one
I be mad, but I show 'em love
I be laughin', it be fake as fuck
I smile when I should tear up
I be gettin' where y'all comin' from
But y'all never get where I'm from
I done gave you all that I had
And I never get what I want, for real
Bitch, is it a crime that I still want you?
Is it a problem to want me the way I want you?
Bitch, fuck around, do a dime, penny for your thoughts, boo
I wish you could unlearn everything that nigga taught you
'Cause you ain't get that shit from me, huh?
I commit crimes 'bout it, bitch, I'll lie about it
Bitch, I'll die about it, every day I cry about it
I done gave my life 'bout it, hardbody, God body
Gettin' way too high about it, but you don't feel me though
Know what I'm sayin'? To get back to the Robb, like who Robb is
Like, who am I? You know what I'm sayin'?
Emerge anew, in a sense
You know what I'm sayin'? You need to grow with me
Sort of re-fallin' in love with me
You feel me?



Авторы: Richard Burrell, Nuri Saberin, Rashaad Milord Copyright: Sony/atv Songs Llc



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