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************t, this what happens when the trust is gone |
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[Verse 1: Emilio Rojas] |
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Damn, two broken phones and one busted lip |
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I ain’t ever want no love like this |
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Damn, now you sayin’ that you never gonna love again |
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And you never gonna trust again |
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But I told you from jump that I wasn’t ************t |
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It was me and you takin’ them trains |
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Should have been me and you takin’ them planes |
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But I left you there and I brought her here |
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Baby girl, I done made some mistakes |
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That I wanna make up, ************t |
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Now you wanna break up, ************t |
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You were sayin’ wake up, you were all up in my phone |
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You were goin’ “who the ****** is this?” |
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Girls’ names and the other names |
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Emails that they never say |
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ICloud with a lot of pics from a lot of chicks |
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Steve Jobs ******’ up the game, uh-huh |
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But I’m grown, you was all alone in the home |
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You was sayin’ I’m the one you wanted |
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Baby, I was on the road, I was ******’ with them hoes |
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I was doing what the ****** I wanted |
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And I missed your calls and you were missin’ me |
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And I ain’t hit you back |
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I was just textin’ them broads, though |
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I was gonna get right back |
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Now you say that I’m comin’ home to an empty spot |
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And you do not respond to my texts anymore |
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Cause you got me blocked |
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[Hook: Gene Noble] |
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Thought I told you not to trust these hoes |
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Say they love you and you know they don’t |
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Say they will but ************t, you know they won’t |
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Yeah, you hear me, you don’t feel me though |
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[Verse 2: Emilio Rojas] |
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God damn, now the drama never stops |
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I’ve been payin’ for my sins everyday since staying |
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Doing anything you want, right? |
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Now you got my passwords and my logins and my codes too |
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All I want is the old you ‘fore I ****** up and I owed you |
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You the best that I ever had |
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Now I cause more mess than I ever have |
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And I made more stress than I ever had |
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Yeah, had to bring the worst out my better half |
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Yeah, used to touch each other, now the pain feel like a motherucker |
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Used to face time ‘cause we loved each other |
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Now we face tim, ‘cause we don’t trust each other |
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Like – where you at? Prove it! |
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Who you with? Send a pic with a mother******' time stamp |
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Why you actin’ stupid? Doin’ dirt, you were hurt ‘cause of my ass |
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And now you blowin’ up dumb ************t like it could be more |
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Uh, if you lookin’ for a problem, you gon’ find what you lookin’ for |
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Yea, now I’m sittin’ in the hotel |
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In a room full of smoke that I didn’t blow |
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Thinkin’ back to that time in that hotel |
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In that room with that ho that I didn’t know |
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But she wasn’t worth ************t to me |
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I swear that she wasn’t worth ************t to me, huh? |
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This will never be the same again |
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Because you lookin’ at me much differently |
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[Hook] |