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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ymc Tez
Ymc Tez
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ymc Tez
Ymc Tez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Protege Beatz
Protege Beatz
Producer

Lyrics

A part of me wants to leave you alone
A part of me wants for you to come home
A part of me says I'm living a lie
Baby, I'm sorry, just bring that ass home
Know how I get when it comes to that dome
I Said I'm done, still can't leave you alone
She said she done she keep blowing my phone
She actin' different, she said I got bitches
They be on my dick, don't start actin' all crazy
Girl I'm, that ****, you knew what it was
Can't be actin' like that if we havin' a baby
I curve the baddest, That shit don't even matter
I be on your body, that shit don't even faze me
Something about her, can't call her my bitch
Gotta show her respect, so I call her my lady
Fuck my ex bitch, her new **** ain't shit
Can't take her on trips, so she tryna be shady
Young **** rich and she be on that shit
Bae we do the same shit, we count racks on the daily
Pussy so good, I be breakin' her down
One of the flyest and richest in town
Committed to love you, I'm sayin' my vows
These bitches ain't like you, I'm lovin' your style
She rockin' Chanel with that pretty lil' smile
Let's take a lil' trip, that take six thousand miles
Shut up and get dressed, it's gon' take you a while
Back to the basics, I beat this lil trial
I last **** fumbled he know that it's over
I put her in diamonds, they know that I'm goated
This watch a lil presi, I never did voted
We shop in New York, I don't trip bout the total
We chill in the house and she rockin my chains
She know that I'm rich, I been sellin' them things
You put me at ease when I'm gon' through some pain
She be by my side, so I call her my main
Girl, you the one, we can't come to an end
Happy for me, you just want me to win
If we move on, you can still be my friend
Know I want last, we be fuckin' again
Shit ain't going last, I be fuckin' her raw
Turn that shit up, we gon' go to the bar
Before you know it, we back in the mall
That's how it be when you fuck with a star
Baby, I'm sorry, just bring that ass home
Know how I get when it comes to that dome
I said I'm done, still can't leave you alone
She said she done, she keep callin' my phone
She actin' different, she said I got bitches
They be on my dick, dongt start actin' all crazy
Girl, I'm that ****, you knew what it was
Can't be actin' like that if he havin' a baby
I curve the baddest, that shit don't even matter
I be on your body, that shit don't even faze me
Somethin' about her, can't call her my bitch
Gotta show her respect, so I call her my lady
Fuck my ex bitch, her new **** ain't shit
Can't take on a trip, so she tryna be shady
Young **** rich and she be on that shit
We do the same shit, we count racks on the daily
We do the same shit, we count racks on the daily
Written by: Ymc Tez
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