A Relapse

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[Intro] The moment you got it, something's around the corner Stopping the party They want you out of here She wants you out of here She wants you out of here [Verse 1] Am I the only nigga in the room With excuses and the bruises From them bitches who I know good And my granddad at least way back Rewind all the good times When them bells smack, when the loud pack Get me too fried Some of these poverty stricken lines Might touch you fuck with your mind If America played fair I'd probably would still have mine intact Can't let no nigga block my shine And set these dollas' back I can't relax, I gotta cash out I watch these women pull they pants out When they see a nigga shinin' She want gangstas who rock diamonds And drive fast cars and do kind things for they mamma And she just lay here, smoke all the weed up Complain on me 'bout how I mistreat her I don't believe her, say "I changed" When really I'm a victim to her ways She-she can't control her legs So she can't control me neither [Bridge] Today I learned how to treat me right Ain't no treating you when I ain't been 'round myself Today I learned how to treat me right Ain't no treating you when I ain't been 'round myself Ain't been 'round myself so we used to [Chorus] And if you down then just say that you'll ride Cause my passenger side ain't been open to no one And it's been a while The moment you 'round We can both go get high In the middle nowhere Wherever is fine, wherever is fine Wherever is fine, in the middle of nowhere Wherever is fine, wherever is fine Wherever is fine (Will you still claim me?) [Post-Chorus] I'm with my girlfriend today We drove around got a bite to eat Tryna' figure out just who we are Are you comfortable or miserable? (Are you miserable? Are you miserable?) Right, right Have you figured out if you're right for me Oh that's right you claim you love me When I'm in your house tearing up the walls Expensive clothes something to roll Lipsticks all in the mud Is you still in love Is you still in love Oh that's right you claim you love me [Interlude] Will you still claim me Everywhere we go Everywhere we go Everywhere we go (Will you still claim me) Everywhere we go Everywhere we go Everywhere we go Everywhere we go (Will you still) [Verse 2] Today I might not hit the weed Nigga please you know you need this shit Sometimes feel like giving up If my niggas don't make it out At least I got to live, at least I got the benz Drink with my bitch again, sleep with my bitch again X-ing out most my friends Fuck 'em I peep fake shit and a nigga can't switch places with 'em either And the looks on niggas faces got me fucked up Pray I see a tour bus Damn God, I am not a fan God Down to put in work it was deserved on knees and hands God I would quit the earth I've been as gentle as I can But it didn't help Could you speak to a nigga, am I talking to myself? Is that green for a nigga, I don't see it for myself yet Why they only gave it to the coons To whom would dance and rock a jewel or two I should've went to school with you Suit working cubicle [Chorus] And if you down then just tell me you'll ride Cause my passenger side ain't been open to no one And it's been a while The moment you 'round We can both go get high In the middle of nowhere Wherever is fine, wherever is fine Wherever is fine, in the middle of nowhere Wherever is fine, wherever is fine Wherever is fine [Post-Chorus] I'm with my girlfriend today We drove around got a bite to eat Tryna' figure out just who we are Are you miserable or comfortable? (Are you comfortable with me?) Right, right Have you figured out if you're right for me Oh that's right you claim you love me When I'm in your house tearing up the walls Expensive clothes all in a roll Lipsticks all in the mud Is you still in love Right, right Oh that's right you claim you love [Outro] It's a relapse, relapse Looking through the package Tryna' get right, said I would quit It's a relapse, relapse When I'm in your house tearing up the walls Expensive clothes all in the mud, all in a roll
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