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​[Intro] She isn't She isn't She isn't She isn't She isn't mine She isn't mine Happy life All alone I need some time I need some time To realize My own real lies You hurt me, bitch So I'm done worrying [Verse] I still maintain she should've watched out for these niggas wearing sheep's clothes And maybe it's a deal-breaker for me to be obsessed with these hoes And fucking every night and Miami two-seat flights didn't help this survive at all Maybe because it was another chick, but she was acting wild, real talk Next time, bring Theraflu, espressos, and cognac for yourself Made a nigga try to turn to God, that shit's hell Hiding in the closet, trying to see what extent she'd go for me Then we both locked the doors, and looked through the windows, so me And I'm still going through that I still need balance and escape, I hope you knew that And you still moody, stubborn, and lazy, hoe, stop You heartless and still left me with no heart I gave in, and that's why this shit got real thrown off I know I'm pissing you off, but this vibe is so wrong I abide by Yo Gotti law, why don't you pray to your God? I'ma just brick that bitch right to my bros, dog Rocking more gold than motherfucking Omar Still tippin' in those walls like motherfucking old Paul My new one the queen on the Magic Flute, and I'm fucking Mozart Get on second base faster than motherfucking O-Dog On to the next one, let the next dude in the squad take your doors off Shut the fuck up money, yeah, nigga, I'm Hova I'm B-I-G, who fucking with me, oh God [Hook: 21 Savage] In the streets without no heart In the streets without no heart In the streets without no heart Turn that fucking soft into some hard Turn that fucking soft into some hard Turn that fucking soft into some hard