Tough Love

I can’t let you get one up on me
You can’t touch this here, you can’t fuck with me
You will never get one up on me
You can’t touch this here, you can’t fuck with me
This love shit too tough on me
This is not a drill, this is not a drill (yeah)
I’m going for the kill, I’m going for the kill (BLOW!!!)
You just in it for the thrills, in it for the chills (yeah)
Shorty, you too «in the moment»; temporary shit
Don’t have it together. Switch up like the seasons, you be changing like the
weather
You just like the 15 minutes you get when you get on, yeah they love for the
time, but that shit don’t last forever
I am just a man… I don’t need to change, shorty this is who I am
We might want the same things but you don’t understand
We don’t see the same way, you fucking up the plans
Now I don’t feel the same no mo, We gon leave as friends…
You know the ones you never call on
Once upon a time tho, you had em in ya call log
We ain’t getting married but this other shit is called off
I don’t go off, I get cold on you AWOL
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This ain’t even hard, you had one job, you had one job, girl…
If you want the boy, maybe you should call, maybe you should call more…
Yeah you «working hard», I don’t give a damn, I don’t care at all… No
You just lost one, but I’ll win som’n
They might think I’m petty after this one
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(How you mean) Bout ya can’t text back?
You all on the Snap but you can’t do chat?
Flexin on the 'Gram but you can’t--
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And she call me. It’s appalling, I don’t get you
Calling. I be calling. I don’t get you
But shaky wi-fi, FaceTime and it come thru
It’s tearing me apart tho, because I only want you
I don’t wanna lose you
I been doing that for so long I’m getting used to it
I just wanna prove to you
I can be a winner maybe I already did prove it
Working on myself that’s the best work to do so…
Au revoir…
I know what I want…
I know what I need too…
Maybe it’s true I don’t need you
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Why you playing games, why you fucking with the kid?
Keep myself sane, I say this ain’t what it is…
You know she forgetful, nigga you just need to chill
She just being an independent woman, man you feel me?
And I’m just a lovesick, ego-driven nigga from the Southside
Cursed with the shit, I can never be without mine
Turning to a savage, I do not wanna be that guy
But I gotta protect my…
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