Tee Banks - Feed The Ego

It's Givin

Huh huh huh huh yeah
Huh huh huh huh yeah
Went through my phone guess she Read all my text
I slipped up ain't delete that message From my ex
She like what the fuck is this I started Puffing out my chest
I told her ass if she gone come then Please come correct
You my bitch why the fuck I got to Ask you for some sex
She like I'm busy I don't wanna hear That shit I say next
She get a phone call who the fuck Calling you collect
She like chill you be tripping you Ain't gotta do all that

I get suspicions you be acting Different
How you never on yo phone but Always on Twitter
You FaceTime all yo exes when you Off the liquor
Guess I got to cut you off I ain't Talking clippers
Yeah
It's giving pain on pain
Song on song
Think yo ass for the streets pray to God that i'm wrong
Think yo ass for the streets pray to God that i'm wrong yeah
I get suspicions you be acting Different
How you never on yo phone but Always on Twitter
You FaceTime all yo exes when you Off the liquor
Guess I got to cut you off I ain't Talking clippers
Yeah
It's giving pain on pain
Song on song
Think yo ass for the streets pray to God that i'm wrong
Think yo ass for the streets pray to God that i'm wrong yeah

Devil in disguise seen it a couple Times
Why the fuck you want to play the Victim then get sad and cry
Kept it ah buck all the time you Feeding me lies
Looking through my text in my Phone moving like a spy
Should've payed attention to the flags And the fucking signs
Ain't no surprise this shit coming The fucking light
Knew it was a reason we was never Seeing eye to eye
My cup dirty I put some pat in some Fucking Sprite
Big bag bitch I'm...
Give a fuck about no love put Feelings in the bank
I'm in the booth right gone off the Drank
Knowing that this shit a problem ion Even drank
You hit my phone
Think I'm better alone
She know my swag terrific
All these niggas my clones
It's giving Pain On Pain this shit More than a song
It's giving hella emotions that
I never have shown

I get suspicions you be acting Different
How you never on yo phone but Always on Twitter
You FaceTime all yo exes when you Off the liquor
Guess I got to cut you off I ain't Talking clippers
Yeah
It's giving pain on pain
Song on song
Think yo ass for the streets pray to God that i'm wrong
Think yo ass for the streets pray to God that i'm wrong yeah
I get suspicions you be acting Different
How you never on yo phone but Aways on Twitter
You FaceTime all yo exes when you Off the liquor
Guess I got to cut you off I ain't Talking clippers
Yeah
It's giving pain on pain
Song on song
Think yo ass for the streets pray to God that i'm wrong
Think yo ass for the streets pray to God that i'm wrong yeah

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Writer(s): Tyron Young
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