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(Right now, right now)
(Right now, right now)
(Yeah)
(Jean, wake up)
Can't go out no more
Yeah, the party next door
Svedka bottles empty, yeah they're hitting on the floor
Yeah I fuck with this hoe but she's just another whore
I wish I could fuck with her she want me for the store
Want me for my bands
What's up in my hand
Pocket rocket on me if you give me the wrong glance
I been in the club shooting liquor in my cup
She just wanna fuck I can't give her no damn love
You two faced
Yuh, yeah
You two faced
Get the fuck up out my motherfucking face
Why you saying that you care but then erase me
Yeah, who been on my mind
I ain't got no time
They don't give a fuck about me even when I grind
Even when I try, they don't give me recognition
Want the blog to post me but they never see the vision
And this cup is fucking poison has me reminiscing
She made me who I am today but I'm not missing shit
Don't know why you tryna play like get up off my dick
Get up off my-
Woah
Why are we a joke to you, why are we a joke
Every time I show my feelings you just laugh and poke at me
Think I gotta cope, I've been pouring up some more Henny
She doing the most, don't know why she tryna befriend me
Promise ring didn't mean shit to you
Don't know where I'd be if I ever lived with you
Hope that you can see, I did everything for you
Could've been a wedding ring if you did what I did for you
I think that I'm hateful
They call me ungrateful
Everything I do is not enough take out my anger
Stuck up in the closet with a noose like a hanger
I can't save you thot, do I look like Henry Danger
Spell up on my heart I'm in a trance Hermione Granger
I can tell you plotting on me, I tell you're a faker
Swear I'm so depressed and I've been stressed they're all a stranger
Swear my life's a mess and I got stress it makes me lamer
I'm calling
(Calling, calling)
I'm calling and I need you right now, right now, right now
But you're stalling
But you're stalling
Can't go out no more
Yeah, the party next door
Svedka bottles empty, yeah they're hitting on the floor
Yeah I fuck with this hoe but she's just another whore
I wish I could fuck with her she want me for the store
Want me for my bands
What's up in my hand
Pocket rocket on me if you give me the wrong glance
I been in the club shooting liquor in my cup
She just wanna fuck I can't give her no damn love
(I mean, what the hell are you doing in my house if you hate me so much)
(And why didn't you just get rid of me when you had the chance)
(Cause listen to me)
(Listen to me I got news for you)
(I wish to god that you had)