Circles
(专辑: The Documentary 2 - 2015)
[Game & Sha Sha:] I
just want you to come home No matter if it's late at night (I hear you talking) I
know you saying you working But baby boy this feeling ain't right (I'm just out here tryna get my money you know that) Fuck that we got enough houses, enough cars You done bought me enough jewelry Tired of your shit my nigga you hitting (You know I
be at the
studio and shit) Nigga you lying, who you trying to run that game on? Who you think I
am? I'm not one of these thots you met at Playhouse (I didn't say that) I
just rode by nigga, you wasn't at Dre house Parked my shit at Ye house and hopped in the
uber Jayceon stop lying you fucking think I'm stupid Nah look ain't nobody say that You ain't complain when I
bought that Maybach Put you in Chanel, your friend Chanelle can't even say that You wanted to see Rihanna I
put you and your friends at the
concert Closet full of Giuseppes you came a
long way from Converse Took you out that [concord?], put you in that Tom Ford All this arguing I
ain't got no time for it You call my phone like fifty times Don't do no shit like that I
was just fucking them girls I
was gon' get right back [Eric Bellinger:] Spinning around, spinning around Spinning around, spinning around It's the
same old, we be going through the
same old Spinning around, spinning around Pulling them down, taking them down It's the
same old, niggas get tired of the
same old [Game & Sha Sha:] Nigga you strapping up? Yeah I'm strapping up, shit you acting up? Yeah I'm acting up, nigga You not gon' keep on playing me You not gon' keep on playing me Is it gon' be this bitch or your family? I'll kill that bitch whole family (I fucking hate you!) What your crazy ass shooting in the
house for? What yo dumbass ruining the
house for?And what time you get home anyway? Shit, about four And that's what the
fuck you sleeping on the
couch for I
don't give a
fuck, thug life I'm an outlaw And the
next bitch ain't nothing but a
house call Scrolling through my iPhone looking for my sidechick This bitch always flipping pushing buttons like a
sidekick That's when I
hop in my Jeep and pull it out the
toxic And while you gone, guess what? I'll be bouncing on that sidedick, nigga [Eric Bellinger & Sha Sha:] I
guess you thought they stopped making real niggas when they made you I
guess you thought they stopped making real niggas when they made you I
guess you thought they stopped making real niggas when they made you Shit, they stop making them, they stop making them Guess she thought they stopped making real bitches when they made you Shit, there's a
few in the
room and a
couple in the
Wraith too [Q-Tip:] Now she's explaining to you That she's the
baddest bitch to ever grace to pair of shoes And if you are unable to find better you lose And all this loud chirping that you consider rude But when food is on the
table We may be arguing like the
Cain and we Abel Then we have some makeup love and we get back stable Have a
little girl I
cut the
cord from her navel [Eric Bellinger & Q-Tip:] I
guess it's just the
way it goes down Love is like a
merry go round I
guess it's just the
way it goes down Love is like a
merry go round It all goes to game