circles

Singer: game, the

i just want you to come home

no matter if it's late at night

i know you saying you working

but baby boy this feeling ain't right

fuck that we got enough houses

enough cars

you done bought me enough jewelry

tired of your shit my nigga you hitting

nigga you lying

who you trying to run that game on?

who you think i am? i'm not one of these thots you met at playhouse

i just rode by nigga

you wasn't at dre house

parked my shit at ye house and hopped in the uber

jayceon stop lying you fucking think i'm stupid

nah look ain't nobody say that

you ain't complain when i bought that maybach

put you in chanel

your friend chanelle can't even say that

you wanted to see rihanna i put you and your friends at the concert

closet full of giuseppes you came a long way from converse

took you out that

put you in that tom ford

all this arguing i ain't got no time for it

you call my phone like fifty times

don't do no shit like that

i was just fucking them girls

i was gon' get right back

spinning around

spinning around

spinning around

spinning around

it's the same old

we be going through the same old

spinning around

spinning around

pulling them down

taking them down

it's the same old

niggas get tired of the same old

nigga you strapping up?

yeah i'm strapping up

shit you acting up?

yeah i'm acting up

nigga

you not gon' keep on playing me

you not gon' keep on playing me

is it gon' be this bitch or your family?

i'll kill that bitch whole family

what your crazy ass shooting in the house for?

what yo dumbass ruining the house for?and what time you get home anyway?

shit

about four

and that's what the fuck you sleeping on the couch for

i don't give a fuck

thug life i'm an outlaw

and the next bitch ain't nothing but a house call

scrolling through my iphone looking for my sidechick

this bitch always flipping pushing buttons like a sidekick

that's when i hop in my jeep and pull it out the toxic

and while you gone

guess what?

i'll be bouncing on that sidedick

nigga

i guess you thought they stopped making real niggas when they made you

i guess you thought they stopped making real niggas when they made you

i guess you thought they stopped making real niggas when they made you

shit

they stop making them

they stop making them

guess she thought they stopped making real bitches when they made you

shit

there's a few in the room and a couple in the wraith too

now she's explaining to you

that she's the baddest bitch to ever grace to pair of shoes

and if you are unable to find better you lose

and all this loud chirping that you consider rude

but when food is on the table

we may be arguing like the cain and we abel

then we have some makeup love and we get back stable

have a little girl i cut the cord from her navel

i guess it's just the way it goes down

love is like a merry go round

i guess it's just the way it goes down

love is like a merry go round

it all goes to game