Stop
You're sitting back collecting checks
From all your conversations
Your rolodex is looking stacked
And that means complications
Between you and I
Stop don't say a thing
Cause I don't care about your games
Or your diamond rings
I won't forget about the day you doubted me
It's just so simple to say
Next time your coming my way
I won't forget about it
You've got your benz
But to what end
When we were crushed beneath you
You're spending money when there's
Nothing left to give
Where does it end
Stop don't say a thing
Cause I don't care about your games
Or your diamond rings
I won't forget about the day you doubted me
It's just so simple to say
Next time your coming my way
I won't forget about it
Stop don't say a thing
You can keep your broken dreams
I won't forget about the day you doubted me
It's just so simple to say
Next time you're coming my way
I won't forget about it
You're sitting back collecting checks
From all your conversations
How could you ever be so wrong (...I won't forget about it)
You're got your benz but to what end
When we were crushed beneath you
Why would we ever play along (... I won't forget about it).
From all your conversations
Your rolodex is looking stacked
And that means complications
Between you and I
Stop don't say a thing
Cause I don't care about your games
Or your diamond rings
I won't forget about the day you doubted me
It's just so simple to say
Next time your coming my way
I won't forget about it
You've got your benz
But to what end
When we were crushed beneath you
You're spending money when there's
Nothing left to give
Where does it end
Stop don't say a thing
Cause I don't care about your games
Or your diamond rings
I won't forget about the day you doubted me
It's just so simple to say
Next time your coming my way
I won't forget about it
Stop don't say a thing
You can keep your broken dreams
I won't forget about the day you doubted me
It's just so simple to say
Next time you're coming my way
I won't forget about it
You're sitting back collecting checks
From all your conversations
How could you ever be so wrong (...I won't forget about it)
You're got your benz but to what end
When we were crushed beneath you
Why would we ever play along (... I won't forget about it).
Credits
Writer(s): Jon King, Nicholas Newhouse
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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