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duality - t-moe lyrics

i would give you the moon with the stars to match
but you would treat it like it’s just a gift card in fact you wouldn’t care at all
i don’t know how you find the wherewithall to cause me all this pain but i bear it all
got me feeling like i care too much
acting annoyed cus i’m there too much
paranoid feeling like i shared too much of what’s left of my heart
and it’s crazy how i go above in beyond
only to be left unappreciated
drinking my hurt i’m inebriated
potential in us i can see the greatness
but it don’t make sense anymore
i feel like you ain’t as convinced as before
and i don’t know what i can give anymore
so i’ve got to pray let my knees hit the floor because i

i can’t get enough of you baby
i probably shouldn’t be but i’m stuck on you baby
you take advantage of my love
but it don’t mean a thing to you
you take advantage of my love
why you causing me pain (ha)
yeah
player in my blood b*tch you been knew what it was (unh hunh)
i don’t chase b*tches b*tches chase me (facts)
i don’t chase b*tches b*tches chase me (facts)
i don’t need a b*tch i’m what a b*tch need (unh unh)
i don’t need a b*tch i’m what a b*tch need (yeah)
i don’t chase b*tches b*tches chase me b*tches chase me (wait a minute)

i’m something like a mack or a pimp little b*tch
and i ain’t trying to holler
b*tches love to suck and swallow and i promise not a dollars getting spent little b*tch
players in my blood but you’ve been knew what it was
you should never try to play me for a simp little b*tch
now go ahead and bounce that ass for a real n*gga
and if you let my homie come i can deal with you
always a vibe but tonight feels a little different
left cheek right cheek bounce it with precision
corner of my eye i caught you glimpsing
she bust it open i done threw some benjis
touching on me i done grew some inches
after that we leave and they follow
the bottle b*tches and models
back to the telly f*ck them hard make them holler
they’re swapping spit they’re doing tricks make them swallow
my memory in a bottle
that other sh*t i’ll worry about it tomorrow

- t moe lyrics

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