Setbacks
I aint got no time for setbacks
She mad at me cuz i dont text back
Was playin games i cant accept that
The way u moving cant respect that
The way u move i gotta be dolo
The way u move i gotta ride solo
The way u move u gotta be so cold
So cold, so cold
So cold, so cold
Im from the hood but im trappin in soho
Need a QT, im bringing em 4 O's
U moving funny i act like i dont know
The way u move u gotta be so cold
How u try play me like im not him
U Kno im in the reason why u poppin
U Aint have no swag i took u shoppin
But u know that blocky aint no option
They talkin bout me in the group chat
She wanna argue i dont do that
Cross the gang they kno we shoot back
U kno that T.O push ya roof back
How u try to play wit me i thought u knew my love was real
Cant believe u played wit me i see that love was fake for real
Time to move on think im ready now
U moving funny actin petty now
Imma go find me someone better now
Imma go find me someone better now
Time to move on think im ready now
U moving funny actin petty now
Imma go find me someone better now
Imma go find me someone better now
I aint got no time for setbacks
She mad at me cuz i dont text back
Was playin games i cant accept that
The way u moving cant respect that
The way u move i gotta be dolo
The way u move i gotta ride solo
The way u move u gotta be so cold
So cold, so cold
So cold, so cold
The way u move i gotta be dolo
The way u move i gotta ride solo
The way u move u gotta be so cold
So cold, so cold
So cold, so cold
She mad at me cuz i dont text back
Was playin games i cant accept that
The way u moving cant respect that
The way u move i gotta be dolo
The way u move i gotta ride solo
The way u move u gotta be so cold
So cold, so cold
So cold, so cold
Im from the hood but im trappin in soho
Need a QT, im bringing em 4 O's
U moving funny i act like i dont know
The way u move u gotta be so cold
How u try play me like im not him
U Kno im in the reason why u poppin
U Aint have no swag i took u shoppin
But u know that blocky aint no option
They talkin bout me in the group chat
She wanna argue i dont do that
Cross the gang they kno we shoot back
U kno that T.O push ya roof back
How u try to play wit me i thought u knew my love was real
Cant believe u played wit me i see that love was fake for real
Time to move on think im ready now
U moving funny actin petty now
Imma go find me someone better now
Imma go find me someone better now
Time to move on think im ready now
U moving funny actin petty now
Imma go find me someone better now
Imma go find me someone better now
I aint got no time for setbacks
She mad at me cuz i dont text back
Was playin games i cant accept that
The way u moving cant respect that
The way u move i gotta be dolo
The way u move i gotta ride solo
The way u move u gotta be so cold
So cold, so cold
So cold, so cold
The way u move i gotta be dolo
The way u move i gotta ride solo
The way u move u gotta be so cold
So cold, so cold
So cold, so cold
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Writer(s): Charles Dion Richardson
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