I kill it just to bring it back, I'm always thinking bout that waist that's always snatched
I'm always thinking bout the snacks
I'm always thinking bout the facts
I'm always thinking bout the cash, I'm always thinking bout what's next
You always thinking bout the past
Cause you was always living in regret
About the things that we did and didn't do
I'm always thinking bout the fool that you always end up with
Girl I'm in it for the moves that'll make them others quit
I just did it with no spoon baby I get fed up quick
When I see you with them dudes baby it get hard to live
I just want you to myself you know how a nigga is
You know how a nigga been you pretend to be my friend
Girl how you make it end
How you make it end, how you make it end, how you make it end
How you tell a lie and tell your friends how you make it end
How you make it end, how you make it end
How you tell a lie and tell your friends baby how you make it end
No I can never stay in one place
I can never ever ever chase
While you steady throwing curve balls in the plays
I can make it to the base don't ever step in a nigga way
Backlash shit'll hit you in the face
I'm kinda done trying to explain
Im kinda done tryna exchange baby
I, n, t, o, x, i, c, a, t, e, d
Got me feeling intoxicated
Got me feeling intoxicated
You know
Different situations call for certain different measures
I can't even, I can't even make this shit up even if I want to
This shit just happens by itself at this point I don't
I don't force shit into fruition
It's gotta be by
By faith not by force
A lot of shorties get that shit mixed up nowadays still
I gotta remind them that shit every single time and its like
I can only do so much and hold they hand for so long but
It's up to you baby
A wise one once said the devil disguised as ass and titties
Crazy how much shit change ranged between Nav and Biggie
I talk the shit along with the walk cause I have it in me
Can never let the women turn my mood to sad and shitty
Realization that GABOS really real
Had to tighten up and pull my pants up like Jaleel
Memories cold to the touch like it's steel and they still there
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I kill it just to bring it back, I'm always thinking bout that waist that's always snatched
I'm always thinking bout the snacks
I'm always thinking bout the facts
I'm always thinking bout the cash, I'm always thinking bout what's next
You always thinking bout the past
Cause you was always living in regret
About the things that we did and didn't do
I'm always thinking bout the fool that you always end up with
Girl I'm in it for the moves that'll make them others quit
I just did it with no spoon baby I get fed up quick
When I see you with them dudes baby it get hard to live
I just want you to myself you know how a nigga is
You know how a nigga been you pretend to be my friend
Girl how you make it end
How you make it end, how you make it end, how you make it end
How you tell a lie and tell your friends how you make it end
How you make it end, how you make it end
How you tell a lie and tell your friends baby how you make it end
No I can never stay in one place
I can never ever ever chase
While you steady throwing curve balls in the plays
I can make it to the base don't ever step in a nigga way
Backlash shit'll hit you in the face
I'm kinda done trying to explain
Im kinda done tryna exchange baby
I, n, t, o, x, i, c, a, t, e, d
Got me feeling intoxicated
Got me feeling intoxicated
You know
Different situations call for certain different measures
I can't even, I can't even make this shit up even if I want to
This shit just happens by itself at this point I don't
I don't force shit into fruition
It's gotta be by
By faith not by force
A lot of shorties get that shit mixed up nowadays still
I gotta remind them that shit every single time and its like
I can only do so much and hold they hand for so long but
It's up to you baby
A wise one once said the devil disguised as ass and titties
Crazy how much shit change ranged between Nav and Biggie
I talk the shit along with the walk cause I have it in me
Can never let the women turn my mood to sad and shitty
Realization that GABOS really real
Had to tighten up and pull my pants up like Jaleel
Memories cold to the touch like it's steel and they still there
I'm always thinking bout the snacks
I'm always thinking bout the facts
I'm always thinking bout the cash, I'm always thinking bout what's next
You always thinking bout the past
Cause you was always living in regret
About the things that we did and didn't do
I'm always thinking bout the fool that you always end up with
Girl I'm in it for the moves that'll make them others quit
I just did it with no spoon baby I get fed up quick
When I see you with them dudes baby it get hard to live
I just want you to myself you know how a nigga is
You know how a nigga been you pretend to be my friend
Girl how you make it end
How you make it end, how you make it end, how you make it end
How you tell a lie and tell your friends how you make it end
How you make it end, how you make it end
How you tell a lie and tell your friends baby how you make it end
No I can never stay in one place
I can never ever ever chase
While you steady throwing curve balls in the plays
I can make it to the base don't ever step in a nigga way
Backlash shit'll hit you in the face
I'm kinda done trying to explain
Im kinda done tryna exchange baby
I, n, t, o, x, i, c, a, t, e, d
Got me feeling intoxicated
Got me feeling intoxicated
You know
Different situations call for certain different measures
I can't even, I can't even make this shit up even if I want to
This shit just happens by itself at this point I don't
I don't force shit into fruition
It's gotta be by
By faith not by force
A lot of shorties get that shit mixed up nowadays still
I gotta remind them that shit every single time and its like
I can only do so much and hold they hand for so long but
It's up to you baby
A wise one once said the devil disguised as ass and titties
Crazy how much shit change ranged between Nav and Biggie
I talk the shit along with the walk cause I have it in me
Can never let the women turn my mood to sad and shitty
Realization that GABOS really real
Had to tighten up and pull my pants up like Jaleel
Memories cold to the touch like it's steel and they still there
Writer: Tyler Wade
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Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, O/B/O DistroKid