[Intro: EST Gee]
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Huh, huh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh
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Yeah, yeah
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[Verse 1: Bryson Tiller & EST Gee]
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Long as know youve been good to me (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
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Ill be good to you
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Aint gotta worry bout (Yeah) me
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When I gotta leave town and it seems like Im in hurry, oh
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Or when I gotta be around these bitches who just wanna blur you out
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Im the one that they heard about (Yes, sir)
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Im the one that they heard about
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Our business been circulating round town, yeah, through word of mouth
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I done make it to West Coast, where we were postin them dirty signs
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No tellin where this came from (No tellin where it came from)
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Girl, dont pay no mind to it (No tellin where it came from)
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Wonder if I got you in mind when Im doin whatever Im doin (Yeah, yeah)
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[Chorus: Bryson Tiller & EST Gee]
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Bein transparent (Yeah-yeah)
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But I dont wanna say too much and cause any more damage (More damage to you, yeah)
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I know you cant stand (Cant stand) when Im questionnin (Im questionnin you) about things I couldnt manage (Yeah, yeah)
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If you dont understand it (Yeah, yeah)
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I couldve had you all to myself (Yeah, yeah)
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And now youre running round with somebody else (Yeah, yeah)
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And its fuckin (Yeah, yeah) with my mental health (Fuckin up my mental health)
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[Verse 2: EST Gee]
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Shit, damn
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Whenever I get left (I get left)
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I love you to death but you believin the lie you told yourself (You told yourselft)
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If Im hittin, I dont miss
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I cant risk, hop out whips
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I dont trip, demons [?], make sure I miss
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Whenever you with him
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Like when I grabbed your hair and pulled you off the tip
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Then I speed, then we kiss (Mwah, mwah), then you switch
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I admit I play the part, lets actin like we aint exist
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I always thought you only treat us like a job, why you quittin?
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A couple I been hittin but thats it, what part that you dont get?
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When I feel alone in my strip, thats when I came over to vent
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Drop the D, blowin her grip, she grabbin, controllin the dick
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Losin control of [?], I made her bend over again
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All the moments that we spent, you do that same only for him
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All that game and that lil change, and shit I thought you out the strip
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Guess the old me didnt feel the future life you chose to live
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I guess I aint really lit, I guess I aint really him
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I guess I aint really daddy, I guess I should be embarrassed
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Huh? Huh? Okay
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[Chorus: Bryson Tiller & EST Gee]
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(Yeah, I)
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I wanna be transparent
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But I dont wanna say too much and cause any more damage (More damage to you)
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I know you cant stand when Im questionnin (Ooh, ooh) about things I couldnt manage
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If you dont understand it
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I couldve had you all to myself
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And now youre running round with somebody else
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(And its fuckin with my—, and its fuckin with my—)
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Fuckin with my mental
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[Outro: EST Gee]
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Just wanna, just wanna come over to talk, yeah, yeah
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I drop the D, Im bendin walls, yeah
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I made her bend over and all
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You doin, you doin that same only for the dawg
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Mm-hmm-mm, now what the fuck, what, uh, uh?
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Mm-hmm-mm, now what the fuck?
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I guess, I guess I aint really, I guess I aint really dad
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I guess I should be embarrassed
