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Too hard to feel something, I can't run away
Too hard to leave you lonely, baby I can't stay
You f*ck around, I'll put a real one in your place
Got a big ol house, yeah, it's still two-hundred up in that safe, uh
Got a hundred rounds, I will never f*ck around with my babies
I stayed up late nights, I had nothin', baby, I was prayin'
Took two flights with my babygirl on a vacation
I ain't even make it far and they still mad that I made it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain't even make it far and they still mad that I made it, yeah
Mmm, mm

Baby, I won't trust a soul (yeah)
F*ck around, I'ma let you go (go)
Know I've been f*cking 'round, I'm bipolar, yeah I know (yeah, I know)
Please baby, cuff it round, I've been rollin' X and O's
Say she wanna f*ck me now, come around, that's a no (that's a no)
And all these pictures of us, got it through my f*ckin' phone
Been away too long, baby, I've been missin' home (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
And you was there when I ain't never have a place to go
You hate my past, you said you'd rather leave my ass alone
I had a talk with my mama, she said, "Baby, why your heart so cold?
Why your heart so froze?" That's some shit I seen, can't let it go
Hate to see you cry, all this f*ckin' time I spend at home
Got a little model bitch from Rome
I ain't even f*ck, she give me dome (yeah)

Too hard to feel something, I can't run away
Too hard to leave you lonely, baby I can't stay
You f*ck around, I'll put a real one in your place
Got a big ol' house, yeah, it's still two-hundred up in that safe, uh
Got a hundred rounds, I will never f*ck around with my babies
I stayed up late nights, I had nothin', baby, I was prayin'
Took two flights with my babygirl on a vacation
I ain't even make it far and they still mad that I made it
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Too hard to feel something, I can't run away
Too hard to leave you lonely, baby I can't stay
You f*ck around, I'll put a real one in your place
Got a big ol house, yeah, it's still two-hundred up in that safe, uh
Got a hundred rounds, I will never f*ck around with my babies
I stayed up late nights, I had nothin', baby, I was prayin'
Took two flights with my babygirl on a vacation
I ain't even make it far and they still mad that I made it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain't even make it far and they still mad that I made it, yeah
Mmm, mm

Baby, I won't trust a soul (yeah)
F*ck around, I'ma let you go (go)
Know I've been f*cking 'round, I'm bipolar, yeah I know (yeah, I know)
Please baby, cuff it round, I've been rollin' X and O's
Say she wanna f*ck me now, come around, that's a no (that's a no)
And all these pictures of us, got it through my f*ckin' phone
Been away too long, baby, I've been missin' home (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
And you was there when I ain't never have a place to go
You hate my past, you said you'd rather leave my ass alone
I had a talk with my mama, she said, "Baby, why your heart so cold?
Why your heart so froze?" That's some shit I seen, can't let it go
Hate to see you cry, all this f*ckin' time I spend at home
Got a little model bitch from Rome
I ain't even f*ck, she give me dome (yeah)

Too hard to feel something, I can't run away
Too hard to leave you lonely, baby I can't stay
You f*ck around, I'll put a real one in your place
Got a big ol' house, yeah, it's still two-hundred up in that safe, uh
Got a hundred rounds, I will never f*ck around with my babies
I stayed up late nights, I had nothin', baby, I was prayin'
Took two flights with my babygirl on a vacation
I ain't even make it far and they still mad that I made it
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Writer: Elias Sostre, Jacobi, Kenneth Soriano
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