Stoopid

I was so damn close to leaving
I was so damn close to breathing
I was so damn stupid, thought I needed it
So stupid, thought I needed it
I was so damn close to leaving
I was so damn close to breathing
I was so damn stupid, thought I needed it
So stupid, thought I needed it

So, uh, uh, ay
Did this shit four times in a row, you my ex, I'm spoke
I ain't tryna do this no more, how the fuck do I go?
Turn me into a bad father, someone make me ghost
No airs, no crisp, but somehow nigga toast

Goddamn it
How was I so laid back? How the fuck she do it?
How the hell I get caught up with a groupie?
Pleasure over business don't mix, I'm stupid
Ay, I knew it
I didn't say shit but I knew you knew it
That didn't pay shit but you made a movie
Tryna release it, go tell the world I got a big dick

I was so damn close to leaving
I was so damn close to breathing
I was so damn stupid, thought I needed it
So stupid, thought I needed it
I was so damn close to leaving
I was so damn close to breathing
I was so damn stupid, thought I needed it
So stupid, thought I needed it

I shoulda never came home with ya
I shoulda never let you spit game to me
I shoulda just went with my friends
Shoulda just went home to count hands
But I had to fuck with you, girl
Had to fuck up the night
Had to fuck up my shit
But you could never fuck up my life, na na na na na na

I was so damn close to leaving
I was so damn close to breathing
I was so damn stupid, thought I needed it
So stupid, thought I needed it
I was so damn close to leaving
I was so damn close to breathing
I was so damn stupid, thought I needed it
So stupid, thought I needed it



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Writer(s): Azizi Gibson, Millz Douglas
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