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You had me so high you would think I'm addicted

I thought I need you a lot

Went from raw sex to us actin like opps

Every time you bein sneaky I'm blocked

I'm the bad guy I hear it a lot

I'm the full package when I'm in your box

She buggin thinkin imma chase her

I am a nigga with paper

You must be buggin, you SHITTIN me kiddin me

Thinking I'm chasin you

I ain't even chase my dreams till I was like 22

My life consist of pretty women money and 42

You ain't expect me to level up, now you don't know what to do

I'm emotionally challenged I don't feel at all

Expensive designer to cover the scars

A lot on my chest and got half of a heart

Talkin bout my past is bringing me far

Reminiscing, don't assume who involved

My music is therapy

Never got clarity

Why would you do what you did

I just charge to the game and move on with the shit

I just got a new crib with my bitch and my bitch

Emotion 50/50 but always makes cents

I might buy a new car if I don't like the tint

And she always leave me empty I fill her rent

Tryna keep up with me follow colleagues and friends

Is you sneaky or nosey bitch make it make sense

So high you would think I'm addicted

I thought I need you a lot

Went from raw sex to us actin like opps

Every time you bein sneaky I'm blocked

I'm the bad guy I hear it a lot

I'm the full package when I'm in your box

She buggin thinkin imma chase her

I am a nigga with paper

You must be buggin, you SHITTIN me kiddin me

Thinking I'm chasin you

I ain't even chase my dreams till I was like 22

My life consist of pretty women money and 42

You ain't expect me to level up, now you don't know what to do