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• Artiste: Abby Jasmine
• Titre: First Day Out
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I'm gettin' tired of your shit You don't ever buy me nothin' How many times I gotta remind you, find you With some other bitches that can never care like I do? I knew I could never change you, when I tried to I could never blame you when I lied to, ongoing cycle You so fuckin' trifflin', you gon' make psycho You gon' have me wildin', you gon' make me violent I don't entertain none of that drama, that shit childish Wonder if my life be different if I went to college How these niggas trippin', they ain't even got the mileage? How these niggas trippin', they ain't even met the pilot? Hidin' be talkin' shit and goin' silent Told her if I pop my shit back, she goin' wet like it's trident Flow on Poseidon, if I done [?] at least I know I'm really 'bout it Fuck whoever doubt it I knew you was a goofy from the jump but I allowed it I never get surprised when the joker doin' some clown shit I knew you was a dog, it don't shock me when you be houndin' New problems every day, I maneuver my way around them Round and round and round we go Round and round and round How many times I gotta remind you? (Why would you want to?Uh) Believe you, tried to (Kush God) Love you, please you, believe me, body (Right) Keep it a hunnid, shit that hang from my medallion No Allen [?], I never snuck loud in Everywhere I'm good, legendary 'cause I'm [?] Every time you mad, you gotta take it to a thousand You don't get your way, you start actin' like child and Take you shoppin' to Mister [?], you poutin' Now I'm like round and round and round we go, I'm bouncin' Your friend tried to put me in my place, she live in housin' You talk 'bout shit you know nothin' about A definition five stars, [?] Know you holdin' it down but that's a whole nother crowd And all that miserable shit, shittin' bullshit [?] Real shit you was a Nike vendors, now you in Chanel sandals, I made you Why would I play you? You in your bag, I bought you multiple purses I ain't a clown and you never seen a wolf in the [?] I'm gettin' tired of your shit (Who's worthless) You don't ever buy me nothin' How many times I gotta remind you, find you With some other bitches that can never care like I do? I knew I could never change you, when I tried to I could never blame you when I lied to, ongoing cycle You so fuckin' trifflin', you gon' make psycho You gon' have me wildin', you gon' make me violent