All my exes live in Texas like I''m George StraitOr they go to Georgia State where-Tuition is handled by some random nigga that live in AtlantaThat she only see when she feels obligatedAdmitted it to me the first time we datedBut she was no angel, and we never waitedI took her for sushi, she wanted to fuckSo we took it to go, told them don''t even plate itAnd we never talk too much after I blew upJust only "‘hello'" or "‘happy belated"And I think I text her and told her I made itAnd that''s when she text me and told me she prayed itAnd that''s when I text her and told her I love itAnd right after texting, told her I''m fadedShe askedWhat have I learned since getting richerI learned working with the negativesCould make for better picturesI learned Hennessy and enemies is one hell of a mixtureEven though it''s fucked up, girl, I''m still fucking with yaDamn, is it the fallTime for me to revisit the pastIt's women to callThere''s albums to drop, there''s liquor involvedThere''s stories to tell, we been through it allInterviews are like confessionsGet the fuck up out my dressing room,Confusing me with questionsLike:Do you love this shit?Are you high right now?Do you ever get nervous?Are you single?I heard you fucked your girl, is it true?You getting money?You think them niggas you with is wit'h you?And I say(And I say) Hell yeahHell yeah, hell yeahFuckin' rightFuckin' right, all right(And we say) Hell yeahHell yeah, hell yeahFuckin' rightFuckin' right, all rightSo much for being optimisticThey say love is in the air, so IHold my breath until my face turn purpleKeep a few bad bitches in my circleMy nuts hang like ain''t no curfewBitch if you wave, then I will surf youI flew jet, she flew commercialBut we still met, later that nightAfter my session, she came overI was aggressive, and she was soberI gave her pillsShe started confessing and started undressingAnd ask me to hold herAnd so I did, but that was last monthAnd now she''s texting me, asking for closureDamnShe say this shit gon' catch up to meI keep tissue paperWe eat each other whenever we at the dinner tableShe say she hate that she love meAnd she wish I was averageShit, sometimes I wish the sameAnd I wish she wasn''t marriedPromises, I hope I never break '‘emMet a female dragon, had a fire conversation butInterviews are like confessionsGet the fuck up out my bedroomConfusing me with questions likeDo you love this shit?Are you high right now?Do you ever get nervous?Are you single?I heard you fucked your girl, is it true?You getting money?You think them niggas you with is wit'h you?(And I say) Hell yeahHell yeah, hell yeahFuckin' rightFuckin right, all right(And we say) Hell yeahHell yeah, hell yeahFuckin' rightDamn right, all right(And we say) Hell yeahHell yeah, hell yeahFuckin' rightFuckin' right, all right(And we say) Hell yeahHell yeah, hell yeahFuckin' rightDamn right, all rightAw Yeah
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All my exes live in Texas like I''m George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where-
Tuition is handled by some random nigga that live in Atlanta
That she only see when she feels obligated
Admitted it to me the first time we dated
But she was no angel, and we never waited
I took her for sushi, she wanted to fuck
So we took it to go, told them don''t even plate it
And we never talk too much after I blew up
Just only "‘hello'" or "‘happy belated"
And I think I text her and told her I made it
And that''s when she text me and told me she prayed it
And that''s when I text her and told her I love it
And right after texting, told her I''m faded
She asked
What have I learned since getting richer
I learned working with the negatives
Could make for better pictures
I learned Hennessy and enemies is one hell of a mixture
Even though it''s fucked up, girl, I''m still fucking with ya
Damn, is it the fall
Time for me to revisit the past
It's women to call
There''s albums to drop, there''s liquor involved
There''s stories to tell, we been through it all
Interviews are like confessions
Get the fuck up out my dressing room,
Confusing me with questions
Like:
Do you love this shit?
Are you high right now?
Do you ever get nervous?
Are you single?
I heard you fucked your girl, is it true?
You getting money?
You think them niggas you with is wit'h you?
And I say
(And I say) Hell yeah
Hell yeah, hell yeah
Fuckin' right
Fuckin' right, all right
(And we say) Hell yeah
Hell yeah, hell yeah
Fuckin' right
Fuckin' right, all right
So much for being optimistic
They say love is in the air, so I
Hold my breath until my face turn purple
Keep a few bad bitches in my circle
My nuts hang like ain''t no curfew
Bitch if you wave, then I will surf you
I flew jet, she flew commercial
But we still met, later that night
After my session, she came over
I was aggressive, and she was sober
I gave her pills
She started confessing and started undressing
And ask me to hold her
And so I did, but that was last month
And now she''s texting me, asking for closure
Damn
She say this shit gon' catch up to me
I keep tissue paper
We eat each other whenever we at the dinner table
She say she hate that she love me
And she wish I was average
Shit, sometimes I wish the same
And I wish she wasn''t married
Promises, I hope I never break '‘em
Met a female dragon, had a fire conversation but
Interviews are like confessions
Get the fuck up out my bedroom
Confusing me with questions like
Do you love this shit?
Are you high right now?
Do you ever get nervous?
Are you single?
I heard you fucked your girl, is it true?
You getting money?
You think them niggas you with is wit'h you?
(And I say) Hell yeah
Hell yeah, hell yeah
Fuckin' right
Fuckin right, all right
(And we say) Hell yeah
Hell yeah, hell yeah
Fuckin' right
Damn right, all right
(And we say) Hell yeah
Hell yeah, hell yeah
Fuckin' right
Fuckin' right, all right
(And we say) Hell yeah
Hell yeah, hell yeah
Fuckin' right
Damn right, all right
Aw Yeah
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