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Paroles : Thug Kry

Sippin' on that drank daily, I ain't livin' right
I'm all but built, two kids is really I'm livin' that life
They tryna connect the dots, but they don't connect like pinstripes
Why you call my phone when you know it's tap? n***a, that's a indict
I need a vibe, so we can vibe, lil' thing that's gon' get me right
She tatted on her face, so you already know that YG type
You can hop in the Maybach, my seats laid back and ride d**k all night
I need me a freak I wanna f**k all week, on some pu**y, ass [?] type
I need me a dime who gon' ride to the end
Some money and some time, you and I, we can spend
I gotta keep it on me, I'm at war with my friends
Is you down to take it for me if police get behind this b*t*h?
Is you down to go to war for me?
f**k up your life in these streets?
Put it down to the floor for me
Put you in some ice and some mink
You be wantin' more from me
Tryna make me strong when I'm weak
You be wantin' more from me
But I like you more as a friend

I been thinkin' 'bout it over and over again (Over and over)
I been stressin', baby, we was way closer as friends
Think about me comin' home, but this road never end
I think I've been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again
And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy
I just had to break free from my tie, ayy
Told that boy just take heat when y'all slide, ayy
I can't let him take me from my guys, ayy