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I need a freak in the sheets, we exchanging energy
I end up leaving you for weeks your patience thinning I know
Some niggas don't make it back in this industry
If I'ma bring bags, I just want you to match me
I wanna make you feel like you're in love right now
When I give it to you I need you to give it back Baby
Can I dig into it? I need you to bend your back crazy
Cuz what you got is something that I'm proud of
I know that like I know myself yeah...
Road winder
Fly dresser
Side stepper
Low mileage
Pure pressure
Mines better

I know you got me, just took it from probably to not sure
But I pull up in the rain just to see you
Your lip gloss still in the Range and the Beamer
I look lost just like my days in the East to slide in you
You got me slippin up lately
I'm not asking for that back in the day shit

I need you to go in half on a baby
Always said you wanted peace and all
But if you wanna play for keeps you know at least you gotta match me...

And If it's weighing on your heart you should Settle it now
Saying you gon make your mark but you Forever in Doubt
I see resentment in your cards and hear regrets from your mouth
Preaching you need that new start but I ain't never in town

I guess I'm supposed to save you
I bet I was just In time for the breakthrough
I bet I was just in line for the chase you
Had it poppin to think you could just have it your way when I'm not in the city
Or how you been in your feelins with niggas thats out to get me you know
Just as well as I do that
A lot of women might chose up
A lot of niggas slide thru but
They won't do you like I do you and that's just facts
Just facts
Let's Split this shit half and half
At least you gotta match me ah yeah...



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Writer(s): Julius Wilkerson
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