On some DMX shit I group DM my exes I told ´em they belong to me, that goes on for forever
And I think we just get closer when we´re not together You tell me that I´m confusin´ More immature than Marques Houston Cuts too deep for a band-aid solution We too deep in this thing to never lose me LOLOL I´m glad you find this shit amusin´ Heard a lot about me ´fore we started off I know you heard that my pool parties like Mardi Gras I know you heard that my girl is sponsored by Audemars That´s why she´s always correctin´ me when my time is off And my house is the definition Of alcohol and weed addiction You got a different vision You wanna walk around naked in the kitchen
Without runnin´ into one of my niggas That´s not the way we livin´ Too much goin´ on, it´s just not realistic These days I don´t talk ´bout them days like I miss ´em And you shouldn´t miss ´em either, we different people But every time we speakin´
It´s like a lot of games bein´ played How´s it goin´ down? If it´s on ´til we gone then I gots to know now Is you wit´ me or what? Yeah It´s like a lot of games are bein´ played How´s it goin´ down? If it´s on ´til we gone then I gots to know now Is you wit´ me or what?
Yeah
I wanna know how much time you spent on them paragraphs Where you´re getting me All that grey in our conversation history, you Playin´ mind games, when you sayin´ things Playin´ mind games, we both doin´ the same thing Slide on a late night You like to slide on a late night You send the "are you here?" text without an invite That´s that shit that I don´t like We both slide on a late night Do things in our off time We both, yeah Made some mistakes, pon road Yeah, how´s that for real?
You toyin´ with it like Happy Meal 3 dots, you thinkin´ of a reaction still While you´re typin´ make sure to tell me
What type of games are bein´ played? How´s it goin´ down? If it´s on ´til we gone then I gots to know now Is you wit´ me or what? Yeah What type of games are bein´ played? How´s it goin´ down? If it´s on ´til we gone then I gots to know now Is you wit´ me or what? Yeah
Remember you was livin´ at the London for a month Service elevator up to 4201 We was still a secret, couldn´t come in through the front
Girl I had your back when all you used to do was front That´s for sure though, I made a career of reminiscin´ Time got a funny way of tickin´, things are so much different I´ll admit it, I´ve admitted to a lot of things Act like you know it, fuck them stories, fuck the shade that they be throwin´ Understand I got responsibilities to people that I need And on my way to make this dough A lot of niggas cut the cheque so they can take this flow A lot of niggas cut the cheque so they can take this flow Tryna give your ass the world You runnin´ your fingers through my curls
You knew me when the kid had waves But that´s enough of that You could never say I came up and forgot about your ass And that´s some real shit