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Been gone, I miss you deeply (Yung Lan on the track)
Popping percs to myself, got a hunnid million house
I pop out, you leaving me
Now she don't leave no more, ayy, saying shit no more
Ooh, I wonder, I wonder if I go up under, I [?] no more
Like, lay a nigga down, face soil, nigga, face down
Create a little space now
She don't got time, but I made it dealt with
So she really wanna throw it in my face now
Wanna say I did wrong, shame on me
So I put it in a song, shame on me
Wanna say it's my fault, never say it's my fault
Let me ask why you why you put all the blame on me

Baby girl, I'm sorry
For the times you text my phone or the times you called it
Like go 'head and throw it back, baby girl you stalling
So how 'bout I do you wrong again
I could've made this one a win, I just know you could've been

Better or worse, she like never or worse
Feel 'em ticking a bucket, she better for good
That died 'cause that nigga didn't take his shit up with God
You'd be better with both
I like a pistol that shoot like a missile
A three-fifty-seven, all I need is love
So when I come over that pussy get wetter
I whip this bitch out, I act like a lover
The dick, tryna show you a trick
And the she gon' trick, I give you a treat, wait
My blood homies always like changing them words, putting B on the top of a B
Trap's fucked up, don't fuck with people
That baby girl want me to go chill, 'cause she like the [?]
Hard to tell her [?] tryna fuck me out the picture

Baby girl, I'm sorry
For the times you text my phone or the times you called it
Like go 'head and throw it back, baby girl you stalling
So how 'bout I do you wrong again
I could've made this one a win, I just know you could've been

Oh, ayy-yeah, ayy-yeah
Baby girl, I'm sorry
For the times you text my phone or the times you called it
Like go 'head and throw it back, baby girl you stalling
So how 'bout I do you wrong again
I could've made this one a win, I just know you could've been
Uh, oh, I just know you could've been

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