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[Intro: Bryson Tiller] |
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I'm sick as hell right now |
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Just going to keep it real with em |
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I just thought I had to tell you |
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I just don't want to see you get hurt, that's it |
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Shit I don't like it, shit just looking out for her |
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You know what I'm saying |
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I just think you should know this |
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[Hook: Bryson Tiller] |
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Girl, he don't ****ing love you |
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No, he don't ****ing love you |
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You are just another bitch |
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He'll probably let his other homie run through |
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Why you let him lie to you, girl? |
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I bet your friends call you stupid |
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You is way too beautiful |
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Behind your back, he call you a hoe |
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That's cause he don't ****ing love you |
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[Verse 1: Bryson Tiller] |
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Try to trust me on this one |
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Go and find someone different |
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And don't ask for his permission |
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He a dog, he tell you that in all of his songs |
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And yeah, that's my boy but I can't let him do you wrong |
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I be telling him to drop all of them other hoes |
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But them thirsty bitches, he would rather **** with those |
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I agree when he say he can never trust a hoe |
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But that's no excuse not to love you though |
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I should mind my own damn business |
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Cause I'm happy with my girl |
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She brought the happy in my world |
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Niggas like you are the reason love's looking kinda tacky for these girls |
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Are you happy this occurred? |
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Boy, I never met a nigga so ungrateful |
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Why you ****ing with them devils when you got an angel? |
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You say you care about her |
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But do you know what you about to tear up out her? |
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It's a heartbeat, smart, dumb nigga |
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[Hook: Bryson Tiller] |
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Girl, he don't ****ing love you |
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No, he don't ****ing love you |
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You are just another bitch |
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He'll probably let his other homie run through |
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Why you let him lie to you, girl? |
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I bet your friends call you stupid |
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You is way too beautiful |
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Behind your back, he call you a hoe |
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That's cause he don't ****ing love you |
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[Verse 2: Bryson Tiller] |
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Oh he's offended now |
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He say he gonna make me wish I never did it now |
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He say he got a lot of dirt on me |
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Tell my girl I actually love her |
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That'll be worse for me |
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And tell yourself that anything you do is never hurting me |
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I'm dead, I'm already dead |
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I didn't kill myself, I just went and killed this song instead |
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The dogs been bred |
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Thanks for the lessons brother |
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Rule number one |
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**** these bitches go and get the money |
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I love her smile |
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Do you love it too? |
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You wanna see that smile then tell her not to **** with you |
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Cause when it's said and done I'll be the one she tells her story to |
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And when somebody else is in the picture she's ignoring you |
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You know you done ****ed up don't ya? |
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You know you done screwed up |
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Went and told her she's the bomb |
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And now she's feelin' like she's one step closer |
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Now everything done blew up |
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[Hook: Bryson Tiller] |
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Yeah, he don't ****ing love you |
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Nah, he don't ****ing love you |
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You are just another bitch |
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He'll probably let his other homie run to |
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Why you let him lie to you girl? |
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I bet your friends call you stupid |
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You is way too beautiful |
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Behind your back he call you a hoe |
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That's cause he don't ****ing love you |
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[Verse 3] |
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Mind yo ****in' business |
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Don't need no help with these bitches |
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Nigga get the **** off my set |
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Gon' put up with this BS 'til I know that she got my back |
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And **** around and end up bending my back |
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She'll like that |
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See love is just a game, look at my stats |
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But her and I've been hurtin' just reserve I got a ice pack |
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What my heart 'posed to be you should try that |
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Cause far as I could see you are right behind where I'm at |
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Now first our relationship was plain, pilot |
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Oh, but she'll still fly that, hijack |
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And when I'm in her presence that is exactly how I act |
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Like she's a gift to me |
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And plus she likes the fact that I rap |
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See I don't have to call her all the time |
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Or even be around to let her know she's on my mind |
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Just know that we got a bond that y'all don't find |
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And I tell her she's the bomb cause she mine |
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[Bridge] |
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Man I ****in' love you |
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But I won't put no one above you |
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You should see the way I treat these other bitches if I ever let 'em come through |
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Cause I know that you gon' ride for me girl |
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You the one I'm in the coupe with |
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You could shake if you wanna go |
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Aye your dad said you gettin' old |
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That this is what I think of you |
