Slippin

Yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah)

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And the ones that was next to me
Ain't want the best for me
Fuck, pass me the drink cause this shit keep stressing me
God keep on blessing me
The devil testing me
Aye, thought I was blind but I told them I can see
They ask me what's the recipe, pain and suffering
Say I'm young with old money call me Benjamin Button
I was calling on the phone that bitch ain't give me nothing (nothing)
I know my cousin proud of me I turned nothing to something (something)
Momma say she proud of me and the man I'm becoming (becoming)
Trapped in so we had to trap this bitch out (bitch out)
Shawty know if she ain't fucking then she gettin kicked out
Left me in the back but now them hoes be on my dick now
Was the last piece of bread but who the first pick now
Shit happens fuck it gotta live and learn (live and learn)
Nigga I ain't looking back, let them bridges burn (burn)
I ain't even have a seat I made them tables turn (made it turn)

Yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah)

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I had wrote that girl a love letter
Baby even in the summer I'll never sweat ya (never)
They had left me in the cold I ain't have a sweater (sweater)
And this pain hang over me just like a umbrella (umbrella)
This a real life story fuck a Cinderella (uh)
And I feel like everybody they depend on me (on me)
Kind of funny how I say that cause I walk alone (alone)
I know your number by heart yeen pick up the phone (phone)
So I grab this fucking mic and put it in a song
Know I get a lot of ass like a girl thong (thong)
If she got a fat ass we can get it on (get it on)
I watch them niggas eat chicken and leave me the bone (bone)
It's ok just keep yo distance I ain't coming home (home)
I'm on this 1942 and I ain't coming home (ain't coming home)
I'm on this 1942 and I ain't coming home (nah nah nah)



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