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CHORUS (JON YOUNG): |
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So tired, so sick |
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Of yo shit |
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Its ova |
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Everytime i turn around |
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U right ova mah shoulda(3times) |
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I cant live witchu all up in my grill |
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I dont undastandi wish that u could just chill |
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BREAKDOWN (JON YOUNG): |
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No matter what i do |
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Its neva good enuff fo u |
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I keep on tryin 2 please ya |
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But i dont need ya |
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If u goin be trippin |
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Everytime i see ya |
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VERSE 1 (JON YOUNG): |
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Sick & tired of all the questions |
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Its gettin a bit much |
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Every button that i touch |
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Sets u offand then im fucked |
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Cuz no matter what i do or what i say |
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Im always wrong |
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If i call then im callin too much |
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Or not at all |
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Either way i'm messin up |
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I'm fightin a losin battle |
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The winners been determined |
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So im finna put down my paddle |
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Cuz im sick of alwayz playin this game |
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Its gettin old |
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Girl u know i aint cheatin |
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U jus wanna be in control |
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But i cant be havin that |
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Cuz im a grinder and u know this |
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U need 2 jus chill |
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Consider this ur final notice |
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I got thangz to do |
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Deal wit it or girl im dunzo |
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If u trip over sum shit again |
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U goin be solo |
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My fundz low |
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So i gotta get back on my grind |
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No more givin in when u trippin |
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Im wastin time |
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U know i aint finna do u wrong |
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Thats why im sayin chill |
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Wit me u always know the deal |
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Girl i always keep it real |
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VERSE 2 (J CASH): |
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Just got in the door, |
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And there you was waiting |
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But not to greet me, |
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Just to start with your interogating |
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Where I been? |
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I told ya, I was with my friend. |
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Oh my god, here we go with this ish again. |
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I aint gotta prove myself, |
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I been did that. |
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I done got you everything you need, |
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And then that. |
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So I aint answer my phone, |
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And now u all mad at me |
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Think Im cheatin |
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When you see I got a low battery. |
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Its like you feed on drama, |
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And I dont need that. |
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Always over my shoulda, |
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So Ima leave that. |
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You need to understand, |
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N I dont think Im wrong, |
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That Once n awhile |
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I need some myspace like |
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N Same goes for the fellas, |
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You need to trust yo lady. |
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Jus hold on loosely |
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Clingin too tight gonna drive her crazy. |
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But I done found a good one, |
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And damn she keep it real, |
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You havin problems, talk about it |
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Tell em Just Chill |
