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Don't Wanna Be That Man

Simon Webbe

Grace

I know just how you feel, 'cause I've been there before
You thought you found something that was for real that was for sure
You're taking it so

Nigga comin after me
Them shallow Niggas don't have my capacity
And you childish if you ain't nasty
Sweat real heavy, work you out like athlete
You can

even 
Know cause They wearing uniform every day Riding down Tara walking up Flint 
Stop by the Sunoco get me some chips
Step in your backyard might take

Honeysuckle sugar hit the senses
Take me back to when
That was only for the good things
Her delicate song is in my head now
Hushed tones that surf over her

cannot believe
Anything they see before their eyes
They are petrified
Police comin' to assess the crime
"Guys please step aside"
Real life I'm snappin'

appreciation for giving good service.
You handcuffing her you nervous insecure feeling thats your purpose
by the end of the night i got her leaving with me I'm

my teeth
Then get breakfast
Put on my fit
Throw on my neckless
Time to go collect my blessings
Even tho I'm moving reckless
I move with good intentions

games with me
You best bet you're gonna lose
Running out of patience
Putting holes in my good shoes

It's very real
I just can't forget
Rubber meets

on like I am fresh linen
Yeah I’m winning with God there’s no competition
He tells me my mission and  I listened
And I get it by faith there’s no wishing
If

carried by woes that love to hate
Claiming they're real, eating off my plate
See I peep game, keep you in the frame watch your moves
So I play your game,

Butterflies in your stomach shit
But you got a good man home and You know it
And you probably put a nigga Through some dumb shit
Cuz you liking how I'm playing

nothing to show for it
I know it ain't right but fuck it, I'm so bored
Please leave a like, for fuck's sake, Good Lord
Manipulation by gaslight 'cause I am

And a lotta people go
Afflicted by what I'm spittin'
Boi ya worse than a eoh
And you already know
I be droppin' this G 
Shit for real I make hits
Really I

And a lotta people go
Afflicted by what I'm spittin'
Boi ya worse than a eoh
And you already know
I be droppin' this G 
Shit for real I make hits
Really I

And a lotta people go
Afflicted by what I'm spittin'
Boi ya worse than a eoh
And you already know
I be droppin' this G 
Shit for real I make hits
Really I

money and I'll leave ya with ya chain (this shit aint real gold nigga)
(Gimme the real shit)
(Gimme all your shit nigga)
(Ah shit)

(Marshall you gotta

been soaking like the ocean imma dive in it
Niggas treated me like I was nothing I'm a diamond bitch
Wanted something real I had trouble finding it
Crazy

you think you talking to
Baby I'm far from a fool
It's Team Eastside bitch we all
Play by the rules

I should have know his broke
Ass wasn't gone have

Eastside ABM the Roob and Lil B type
I'm Always Black Mobb Bitch the Co and Cle type
They fuck with me kuz this cheap price and that's on Pree life
The real

But she keep curving niggas like she to good for the party

But I'm smooth
And I smell real good too
O I'm fine
I'll make you loose yo mind
Soon as we

to the bread by any means possible
I'm tryna bring Dutch in, like I was managing Liverpool
We can sit and talk, you can find out that I'm really cool, composure

and I
You and I

Lotta lust in my mouth, lotta pain in my grill, lotta feelings I wanna feel
I be hoping it be real, justifying when I kill, something

"Yvng Marc you so fine"
She tell by the look in her eye
I just wanna have a good time
I just wanna fuck and shawty ain't wasting no time
She having

good shit to say
"Ain't they kill your mom, my dude?" Okay, okay, super touché
That's a very good point
She liked 'em so much her last words were, Lord,