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William Hough
William Hough
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From my point of view, it looks bad
You ain't gotta tell me that
Cause if I could then I would take it back
Take back every second of that lap
She want me out, shawty had it all mapped
Mapped it out like a plan
Wish I'd go missing
I wanna be like Mccann
You stalking my IG, you act like a fan
You say you want me, you don't want me back
Cause if you wanted me back then you would've said
She only wanna be here when here's in my bed
Self-proclaimed, 'she a 10'
I wouldn't rate you that even if you were dead
And I'm sorry that it's gotta be like that
I'm sorry that you fucked it up, my bad
Once again, it's all just my fault
That I fell off of this tightrope
You don't deserve a thing
Not even a diamond ring
If I could, then I'd make the chopper sing
I don't wanna see you with your friends
Taking mad shit behind my back
You'd never understand my pain or where it comes from
And you was the reason that I turned to something
Something that's better, never done no drugs
But leaving you made me feel so high
And you the type of person who could ever make me cry
Cause if you wanted me back then you would've said
She only wanna be here when here's in my bed
Self-proclaimed, 'she a 10'
I wouldn't rate you that even if you were dead
And I'm sorry that it's gotta be like that
I'm sorry that you fucked it up, my bad
Once again, it's all just my fault
That I fell off of this tightrope
Written by: William Hough
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