Can't Miss

Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah

I can't waste no time with you
You say you at home, who you lying to?
I can't trust no hoe, get caught in triangles
And she won't leave me lone so what I'ma do
Is, Change my number on a bitch
And I bet she wanna fuck me cus my wrist
You do what you told, you can't live your life like this
All that love shit is old, so I had to flip the switch
I be balling like D Rose, I shoot my shot and I can't miss

But you showed me a different side
You said you was down to ride
Lord knows I tried
But you switched up and you lied to a nigga
You cried to a nigga
Yeah, why did you lie?
R.I.P. to the old me, he died
Niggas not my homies, no ties
I stay on my doley, no lie
Niggas can't control me, so I
Had to run it up
She fuck with the style, I'm coming up
You niggas really don't go dumb enough
You ain't built like me, you aint cut enough, yeah
Run it up
She fuck with the style, I'm coming up
You niggas really don't go dumb enough
You ain't built like me, you aint cut enough

I can't waste no time with you
You say you at home, who you lying to?
I can't trust no hoe, get caught in triangles
And she won't leave me lone so what I'ma do
Is, Change my number on a bitch
And I bet she wanna fuck me cus my wrist
You do what you told, you can't live your life like this
All that love shit is old, so I had to flip the switch
I be balling like D Rose, I shoot my shot and I can't miss



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Writer(s): Devaughn Jackson
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