Lyrics:
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
want me then all I give is dick never lovin em
I'm skipping her and leavin wit her friend
If she got a man then she dubbin him
I'm on a level too way
Yeah she may look gritty
When her man come back she gone look so pretty
She the Church
You might see her acting crazy
Be patient with her tho
Southside on the track, yeah
Hah
Gucci man soprano, my plug call me Carlo (Carlo)
Act so much so gwalo, I should order some cargo
European
As I sat sadly by her side
At the window, through the glass
She stroked a kitten in her lap
And we watched the world as it fell past
Softly she
the people, uh
(What? yeah)
Raf Simons for the people (Cash, cash)
Perry Ellis for the people, uh
(Cash Carti, what?)
We just posted by the Regal, uh (Cash
friends
About how this girl been lying just to go fuck some other man
But I didn’t stress it
Regardless of pictures and messages sayin'
I’m gonna fuck
right away,
you will be thrilled, because the other seat is filled
by a long-standing friend of yours.
Action!
Well, here we are face to face once
Cos I told you I'm the other man
I'm gonna take you from the mother land, then I'll take to the never land
Where bodies are eaten by many men, should be
the man reaching up from the gutter
See the other one stumbling on who can not see"
With trembling hand I turned toward her
And pushed the hair out of her
by now, how I love her so
She should've known by now, that I'm her man
Her love is like a tidal wave
She comes on like a hurricane
She brings a fever
the government's political prisoners
They are locked up falsely by this white man
So tell me why you
Changed to choose a new direction, in the blink of an eye
Now, every other city I go
Run into the same lil groupie ass hoes
Seen her with Fab in a Meek Mill video
Damn, girl! How many rappers you know, oh?
people
Who's just her friends and her neighbors
I kissed seventy three babies and put dry pants
On thirty four of em', well as others done this same thing
knocking your dreams and
Ironically wanna be you
Most of these people see-through
That ain't the type of stuff we do, oh
Man i wouldn't have it any other
her, you loved her, moved her in the crib
Hit by cupid, stupid, why'd you do it? Why be bother?
Why you holla? Three babies, three baby fathers
Get wise
flyer than a jet pilot
What a smile and the eyes like wet violets
They flutter by like the wings of the butterfly
Keep it tight, Eva Mendes in "The Other
and shit doin' squats
Hey, we finna turn up, man
Yeah, yeah
All my girls, yeah, they know the deal
I'ma keep it a hunnid, girl, I'ma keep it real
the bottle down and then turned to search for the doorway that would
By memory, lead her toward the phone next to her chair in the living room
A straight
the other by the neck
Demanded an apology and also respect (uh-huh uh-huh)
The young man, aggravated, grabbed him back and smacked him
The girl just
found you in pain
Broken man
Waiting to be fixed by me
Waiting for my healing
Are you my dream man?
Your hair, long to make me touch it
Those eyes,
What other nigga you know in da city
Kicking that shit like it's karate?
What other nigga you know in da trap
Stretching the pack like its pilates?
But the old man strongly clung to the wall
Because he was afraid to get out and to fall.
So the spirit touched his heart with its hand.
It took him by
the past too bruh, Yea, other girl told her bout that, Yea, what goes around, comes back, aye, Watch out for that girl, She sways any man thats walking by
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