Bored Game
Let me show you my favorite board game
Maybe you could come over
I know I've been circling your mind all day
Like I am a track star runner
I, I, baby when we get into it
I'm sure I can make you change your mind
Please don't get that personal
Cause baby I am not your kryptonite
Don't care to know all your secrets
Boy I've been meaning to get you over here alone
Looks are deceiving
Ain't that what the Bible tells us
Said I'd never leave but
Now it's just a broken promise
One thing I'm known for is dipping out
Yeah, one thing I'm known for is dipping out
One thing I'm known for is leaving you
Yeah I don't play them games no more
I done dealt all of my cards
I gave up on love
Sorry that you had to find out
By going through my phone
Didn't know how to really tell you
I knew that I fucked up by telling you my passcode is my number
I said that I'd be quick
But now you're waiting outside
And it's going twenty minutes
You know my mama crazy
And she likes giving me speeches
About the way I'm living
She ain't really know I really had these niggas tricking, oh no
Yeah I be snitching on myself lowkey
It don't take much for them to notice me
And I get everything I really need
I can't lie nigga I'm keeping it so P
Here I go yeah you know they wanna know me
At my shows you know my hoes in the front seats
What we smoking on tonight, you bringing OG
Say you wanna be my man well we gon' see
Maybe you could come over
I know I've been circling your mind all day
Like I am a track star runner
I, I, baby when we get into it
I'm sure I can make you change your mind
Please don't get that personal
Cause baby I am not your kryptonite
Don't care to know all your secrets
Boy I've been meaning to get you over here alone
Looks are deceiving
Ain't that what the Bible tells us
Said I'd never leave but
Now it's just a broken promise
One thing I'm known for is dipping out
Yeah, one thing I'm known for is dipping out
One thing I'm known for is leaving you
Yeah I don't play them games no more
I done dealt all of my cards
I gave up on love
Sorry that you had to find out
By going through my phone
Didn't know how to really tell you
I knew that I fucked up by telling you my passcode is my number
I said that I'd be quick
But now you're waiting outside
And it's going twenty minutes
You know my mama crazy
And she likes giving me speeches
About the way I'm living
She ain't really know I really had these niggas tricking, oh no
Yeah I be snitching on myself lowkey
It don't take much for them to notice me
And I get everything I really need
I can't lie nigga I'm keeping it so P
Here I go yeah you know they wanna know me
At my shows you know my hoes in the front seats
What we smoking on tonight, you bringing OG
Say you wanna be my man well we gon' see
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Writer(s): Cherie Blackshear
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