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Walk in this shit with my crew, yeah Now what these niggas gon' do, ha? Stupid Fucked up my shit, yeah I had hit the cleaners Babe I got moves, yeah I’m just like Selena I got a temper, I see you get eager Look at my face, I look like a whole diva Jump, stop, hit that shit Like cool down, it’s my wrist Like "Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah" I just had a good day-ay-ay-ay Aye They use to throw me off of track, I can’t lose no more blessings Used to stay up in the back, now ain’t no room to come second Had to get it out the mud but I can’t bang with no birds They bring food to the table but what do they serve? They take my kindness for weakness, it ain’t no room to be trippin' But if I let it slide once, they gone start all that slippin' Yeah the vision stay tunneled, I don’t sense competition Turn my L's into M's, money makin' a mission Just another interlude, I put 'em right on the list I don’t speak about the though, I like my tea from Swiss Yeah they talk behind my back but to my face I’m sis SongtexteI told you when I throw shots, mami I do not miss Jump, stop, hit that shit Like cool down, it’s my wrist Like "Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah" I just had a good day-ay-ay-ay (Everything on me is paid, yeah, yeah-yeah (Ooh)) Fucked up my shit, yeah I had hit the cleaners Babe I got moves, yeah I’m just like Selena (Everything on me is paid, yeah, yeah-yeah (Ooh)) I got a temper, I see you get eager Look at my face, I look like a whole diva I don’t know about you but in God we trust I’ma talk about some things that I need to discuss Demons tryna get a hold of, all of us My ex on the other line “Was it love or lust?” So I— Know I can’t trust her if I don’t love her and I— Thought they was my hitters, they was my brothers but they— Switch up on me, they all under cover I know if I feel this pain, they gon' have to all suffer Tell 'em, take cover if they take mine, hit 'em— In the dome cannot, waste time If I ever lose then rewind This protection for my soul, cannot say why Fucked up my shit, yeah I had hit the cleaners Babe I got moves, yeah I’m just like Selena I got a temper, I see you get eager Look at my face, I look like a whole diva Jump, stop, hit that shit Like cool down, it’s my wrist Like "Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah" I just had a good day-ay-ay-ay Everything on me is paid, yeah, yeah-yeah (Ooh) Aus Songtexte Mania