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    Yeah
    I had it all
    This one, that one
    I thought it was tight, tight new situation
    But you know what I mean, I'm fooling myself
    You know what I'm saying?

    Yeah, yeah, my nigga, I went t-pain for her
    She 'bout to get off work at the club, I used to wait for her
    Fucking up my whole family structure to clear the day for her
    When I was going through problems at home
    I should have prayed more
    Dear lord, but I didn't

    So I'm tangled in this position
    Made a commitment to both of these women
    And never considering both of they feelings
    I got too deep so after I beat
    I should've just deaded it from the beginning

    'Cause I admit that I got a bit jealous
    When she was at floyd crib stripping
    And that ain't like me, this ain't the right me
    But that ain't her fault
    She call my phone with all the tough talk

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    I went the fuck off
    Wasn't seeking another relationship
    I just needed to duck off
    Got a cougar bitch in the boonies, that pussy
    I knock the dust off

    When all the trust lost
    Sometimes the love is soon to follow
    Wifey'll put me out the crib and tell me
    To come back home tomorrow
    When I got caught the fuck up
    He hit me with the ultimatum
    You need to come home with your daughter
    Nothing more important than your baby
    Drugs got me crazy

    Uh, yeah
    You know what I'm sayin', nigga?
    Shit's crazy, man
    Selling dope, smoking dope, you know what I'm saying, all that
    All that shit, being around shit, yeah
    Push you to the limit, you know what I mean?
    Or you past the limit, you know what I mean?
    These streets and these hoes don't love you
    You don't feel no love out here, nigga

    Yeah, dat, like mitchy slick say, she no comprende
    I'm chopping shit up like a sensei to get to rent day
    My trunk got more blocks than dikembe
    The dea, they snatched my black ass straight
    up out of first class flying from midway (damn)
    One foot in rap, one foot in the trap

    But I'm really trapping for my homies,
    they too incompetent for this balancing act
    If they really love me, they'd be keeping me from it,
    to keep it a hundred
    How you complain about the price
    when you getting everything fronted?
    Weed, heroin and 'caine flips was my main bitch

    She tried to make me go to counseling but that ain't change shit
    Searching for licks up in the streets, they come and go like pokémon
    Don't get no r-e-s-p-e-c-t from my baby mama's mom
    Put some respect up on my name like beatrice, mil' in a mattress
    Fake love, I really don't need it like allen ain't need the practice
    Hell yeah nigga, we talking about practice
    How I'm gonna break up with the streets?
    I got the questions but I can't find the answers
    Delicate circumstances

    Yeah
    It's gon' be alright though
    Have the bitches there, you know what I'm sayin'?
    At the end of the day, yeah
    Instagram, Snapchat get you locked up
    Hard to sit in the city and shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
    Niggas and these bitches
    Ain't no love in this situation at all, you know what I'm sayin'?
    Yeah, uh

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    Composición: Madlib y Freddie Gibbs

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