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[Intro] Yeah [Verse] Them wins don't compare to losses I get so much work done at the crib like I made an office COVID symptoms, it's hard to breathe, I can hear 'em coughin' We comin' in pound for pound like Terence Crawford Only the weak drown in the creek like where was Dawson? Feds had my brother in the can like Vienna sausage This for them girls I hurt but promised I never would hurt 'em Them girls that'll borrow your boxers and never return 'em Thе girl that won't return your hoodie, instead, shе gon' burn it But whatever the purpose, you never deserved it We go back like Curve the cologne I still know I hurt you, I'm wrong I still know you muted my Pandora station tryna pretend like You ain't never heard of them songs I hate it, but them broads been lovin' it All this arguin', all this fussin' and they relate to it All this stubborn shit, you could call it what you want But it's all what comes with it The girls, the cars, and drugs and shit Excuses got me lost because of it Still gon' put your voicemail on a song So sue me, go to court like fuck it, bitch Even if the judge say I lost Give you all the publishin', all the royalties, all that was comin' in Even though my manager gon' probably say I'm lost and buggin' I just can't let it go when my heart still want it, what's up? Heartbreaker, women crusher, part player Pause waitin', stop textin', let's talk later (Yeah) Half Black and half Spanish and Caucasian Chest doin' track and field, your heart racin' We nowhere official, I don't know what's the issue I picked a fight before your birthday, baby Just 'cause I ain't know what to get you Used to connect to your soul when I kissed you Now I'm knowin' that it's over And I'm hopin' that you know that I miss you [Outro] Yeah Facts