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Yeah, I'm not good at pretending Seem like this shit never ended (Yeah) Tell me all of your issues There ain't no breaking the bandaid (No, no) I'm the same as I was I swear that nobody changed me Sometimes I feel like you gave up Like you got your mind made up That's when you wasn't around Told me that you would be down Lately you back in the city Rolling blunts, staying pretty Damn right a nigga changed I ain't here to stay the same Put the diamonds in the chains I ain't here to play the games (No) Don't get caught in the moment You might lose yourself (Yeah) I never told you to trust me, yeah You might lose yourself (Caught up, caught up) Don't get caught in the moment (Moment, no) You might lose yourself I never told you to trust me, yeah Yeah, you might lose yourself SongtexteI was around the way Thought that I'd stopped by and kick it I know I done came up That don't mean look at me different I pull up in Benzo, I pull up for you (Skrrr) If it ain't love then tell me the truth (Yeah) I ain't around and I miss you I couldn't tell you a lie You need to look in my eyes Tell me that you got the time I know that it hurt, I know that it hurt when I hurt you I fuck with you bae, I just know I don't deserve you Don't get caught in the moment You might lose yourself (Yeah) I never told you to trust me, yeah You might lose yourself (Caught up, caught up) Don't get caught in the moment (Moment, no) You might lose yourself I never told you to trust me, yeah Yeah, you might lose yourself You might lose yourself Caught up, caught up Moment no Yeah, yeah You might lose yourself Yeah I been on this, hunnid thousand I been on this, nah, nah Nothin' less than 300K Yeah, ayy Yeah, ayy (Ayy) Yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah I'm not the same I was last year Still the type to play the cut Pretty bitches in the cut Yeah she know it's 101 Big deal, big deal Came up from my hell They don't even know the half, yeah Lord I wish you niggas well, yeah Ayy, when you leaving, you out of town She gon' hit me when you not around Merchandise we gotta sell, cash That boy name don't ring a bell, cash We don't come from the same shit These bitches want me for the fame shit Not the one to play the games with It's like the rock I got my chains lit Changes man you gotta go through 'em We ain't stressin' we just grow through 'em Shitted on 'em, now we did it again (Yeah) They hate it when you say no to 'em (Oh) We got a victim again (Yeah) Man, all my niggas is outta the pen (Yeah) All of this money I spend Now I can pay momma rent, yeah Now we back and gettin' at it (Ayy) I'm too focused, off the addy Now these bitches want me back Should've love me when you had me (Cash) Yeah, niggas gon' hate this shit I know they around, just 'cause they want this whole fame and shit High on the cloud, ayy I been high on a cloud (High on a cloud) Hunnid thousand on me now Yeah we came from public housing (Ayy) Nigga who the fuck are you, you? (Nah) Nah, we don't know you, you Aus Songtexte Mania