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Simo Fre just killed this
Late night on the highway on the way to my place
It's 'bout 5 a.m., slide in your DM, I'm tryna have it my way
And you tell me that you feel the same
And girl, I know your feelings be changing
But you ain't gotta leave a nigga hanging
But you say you hate that I'm famous
And you say I'm causing you pain
She said I could've kept it real when she stayed, but instead I played
And she told me she a whole different person off the D'USSÉ
You don't really love a nigga, you confuse me
You know I'm down to do whatever long as you say
Said she'll make a nigga blow it all on a Tuesday
Lean in my cup
Soon as I pour it up, baby, I wanna fuck
I'm sorry for hitting you up this late, baby
But if it's cool, I'm pulling up
She got me falling asleep on luck
Lil' baby, I'm sorry for standing you up
Got so much room, have you ever fucked in a Benz?
Why they hate on me, baby? What's up with your friends?
Top back, let your hair blow in the wind
Said I was quitting, I'm pouring again
I said I don't finish, I'm rolling and
Rolling and rolling and rolling until I
If you fucking with me, then bitch, you won
Give that pussy to another nigga, bitch, you done
Traumatized by you, all around the world, have fun
I hate who you've become, you call me every time that you're drunk
(When you're drunk, I hate it, baby)
Just to say you've been missing me lately
Just to say that I'm driving you crazy
Just to say he ain't fucking you like I be fucking you
Late night on the highway on the way to my place
It's 'bout 5 a.m., slide in your DM, I'm tryna have it my way
And you tell me that you feel the same
And girl, I know your feelings be changing
But you ain't gotta leave a nigga hanging
But you say you hate that I'm famous
And you say I'm causing you pain
She said I could've kept it real when she stayed, but instead I played
And she told me she a whole different person off the D'USSÉ
You don't really love a nigga, you confuse me
You know I'm down to do whatever long as you say
Said she'll make a nigga blow it all on a Tuesday
She got me drinking and driving
Ain't got no ears, but fuck it, I'm sliding
For real, we blew it all on a Sunday
Yeah, she gon' let me fuck by Monday
Play with my feelings and I treat you different
It's not the fame, I swear
Yeah, you fall in love as soon as I hit it
You get my name right there
2 A.m. and I'm missing you
One more drink then I'm kissing you
You on D'USSÉ and I know what that liquor do
On the E-way on my way tryna get to you, yeah
Oh, she wanna hang with the gang
Fuck off my name and post all my chains
I'm getting drunk every day
I'm on the way, don't care 'cause it's late
I'd do a hundred to get to you
Say you with your bitches, yeah, I'm with my niggas too
Know I'm a stepper like she want some Jimmy Choos
You drop the addy, I pull up, put dick in you
Late night on the highway on the way to my place
It's 'bout 5 a.m., slide in your DM, I'm tryna have it my way
And you tell me that you feel the same
And girl, I know your feelings be changing
But you ain't gotta leave a nigga hanging
But you say you hate that I'm famous
And you say I'm causing you pain
She said I could've kept it real when she stayed, but instead I played
And she told me she a whole different person off the D'USSÉ
You don't really love a nigga, you confuse me
You know I'm down to do whatever long as you say
Said she'll make a nigga blow it all on a Tuesday