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Verse 1
Harsh truth
Em
Look
Verse 2
Drake can't rap like that same
old guy
how anymore
I try to joke and I laugh
love
Verse 3
talkin' down on me
act like you somebody daughter
your phone light
get out The Shade Room
Or maybe you go for a walk
they tight
Or are you only focused on the steps
And then you got the ones who claim a guy
Leave for a month to Colombia
Even your attitude is bigger,
That nigga on the field before the game,
What happened to sellin' real estate? Where all
All your fuckin' captions lately
All of that snappin' and posin'
who the fuck was your last?
you, he's a pathetic excuse
scared of lettin' your skeletons loose
'cause who's out there that's better for you?
ass could get a caboose
so your dresses is loose
when you get introduced
Em
good Lord
More weeks of recovery clinics,
You gettin' pushed to the brink,
Meanwhile, that nigga out in my
If they even mention me and showin'
Em
Damn
Then you got the ones that travel
'cross the globe
they don't need a man
never been a fan
I understand
so take that out your plans
a ring is on my hand
find you on the 'Gram
Verse 4
It can't be
F#m
Nah
Verse 5
Drake can't rap like that same
old guy
how anymore
I try to joke and I laugh
Verse 6
with a look on they face
right back in they place
The ones that only hit your phone up
Baddies not the only ones worried
You orderin' one bottle to split
All your boos think it's Halloween
That's when you go Miami on
And now they thinkin' you sweet
You boys becomin' detectives,
I would never guess that
She took dick in Ibiza, you turn
You niggas so jaded
She settled for an NBA star
Instead, she got an NBA fan
She lookin' for high ground,
She loved you for the first year,
She livin' in downtown,
You don't own a steering wheel,
You downloaded the My Mercedes
To track when she ride 'round
it raise eyebrows
cyber crimes
She's finally movin' on,
You sold her a dream,
Her friends wanna get her back on
I mean, it was girls there,
She met a guy
a better guy
She 'bout to spread her wing
that's facts
the game started
said he play at the Garden
then that nigga ain't startin'"
'bout and it's James Harden
Verse 7
huh?
Em
13, good God
Verse 8
Look
old guy
how anymore
I try to joke and I laugh
Em
That's real
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