The iSSUE

What is it
What is the issue
Are you mad
Cause I stopped fucking with you
Now you tell me like
Please don't go no
Miss you
Diss you
How could I ever be with you
Please just move on
Im in the back with pack
New bitch on my lap
With the fat
And she be breaking down the racks
That's facts
Miss you
Diss you
How could I ever be with you
Please just move on

She tryna see me
But I be cooking up this
In the stu every night
Chasing these dreams
With the team
Gotta catch the next flight
Same movie
Different scenes
You know the world been bad
Gage designing all my jeans
What you men this is not fair
You can't ry me
I do not care
Its a cold world baby
Go ahead and get
Your fucking Moncler
Down deep in the bounce lair
You gone miss me when I'm gone
When you see on the big screen
Know I'm where I belong

What is it
What is the issue
Are you mad
Cause I stopped fucking with you
Now you tell me like
Please don't go no
Miss you
Diss you
How could I ever be with you
Please just move on
Im in the back with pack
New bitch on my lap
With the fat
And she be breaking down the racks
That's facts
Miss you
Diss you
How could I ever be with you
Please just move on



Credits
Writer(s): Devin Harris, Julian Maissel, George Guevara, Yazzan Abass
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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