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She like bae give me the game, I can handle the risk Got me through the steps, put me to the test She like when I crack smiles, she say it get her wet She hate when I lose my temper, say shit I don't regret I'm just being a nigga, how real is that? I fuck off when we beefin', how real is that? Make a promise I keep it, how real is that? Pullin' straight up when you need me, how real is that? Stole her heart like a booster She was tired of them brewsters Now she with the winning circle, stood down on the losers Ask her how much she love me She like baby it's crucial She like I'll go to war 'bout you, pull up and shoot a movie I fuck off on you when on tour sometimes (I do it, I don't know why though) I might fly a bitch out but I don't give her the time (I fly a bitch out but don't fuck on her, go'n) Ruth Criss where we used to go dine (remember that shit, just think about it) Michael Jackson, do you remember the times? (remember that) I'm tellin' you how it is, tryna express how I feel I get a little too emotional when I pop a few pills Drank with me, crack the seals Ice on me, let's just chill Asked her why the fuck she single, she like niggas ain't real She like bae give me the game, I can handle the risk Letras de cancionesGot me through the steps, put me to the test She like when I crack smiles, she say it get her wet She hate when I lose my temper, say shit I don't regret I'm just being a nigga, how real is that? I fuck off when we beefin', how real is that? Make a promise I keep it, how real is that? Pullin' straight up when you need me, how real is that? You text my phone mad Questioning, telling me some shit a bitch had said I don't got no flaws, admit when I'm wrong, now tell me how real is that I be needing you wrong when I'm alone, I want you up in my bed Need me to whip down, I'm only a call, I pull up wherever you at You my lil gangster bitch, you always be talkin' that gangster shit You tellin' me step and I don't need no help I be waitin' on a nigga to play with me You be feeling some way and don't tell me shit So how the fuck I'm 'posed to know what you thinking? So how the fuck I'm 'posed to know how you feeling? I don't like to argue, you always be tripping I get my backend from a show and I count it up with you Now how real is that? We flex on these hoes, and that shit right there they ain't feelin' We ain't stoppin' that Broke up with my ex, I had left through a text What I got with you I ain't breaking up that I hate to fly public, I pay for a jet Whenever we together I won't regret She like bae give me the game, I can handle the risk Got me through the steps, put me to the test She like when I crack smiles, she say it get her wet She hate when I lose my temper, say shit I don't regret I'm just being a nigga, how real is that? I fuck off when we beefin', how real is that? Make a promise I keep it, how real is that? Pullin' straight up when you need me, how real is that? From Letras Mania