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Sabotage
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Bryson Tiller
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Huh, huh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh Yeah, yeah Long as know you've been good to me (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah) I'll be good to you Ain't gotta worry 'bout (Yeah) me When I gotta leave town and it seems like I'm in hurry, oh Or when I gotta be around these b*t*hes who just wanna blur you out I'm the one that they heard about (Yes, sir) I'm the one that they heard about Our business been circulating 'round town, yeah, through word of mouth I done make it to West Coast, where we were postin' them dirty signs No tellin' where this came from (No tellin' where it came from) Girl, don't pay no mind to it (No tellin' where it came from) Wonder if I got you in mind when I'm doin' whatever I'm doin' (Yeah, yeah) Bein' transparent (Yeah-yeah) But I don't wanna say too much and 'cause any more damage (More damage to you, yeah) I know you can't stand (Can't stand) when I'm questionnin' (I'm questionnin' you) about things I couldn't manage (Yeah, yeah) If you don't understand it (Yeah, yeah) I could've had you all to myself (Yeah, yeah) And now you're running 'round with somebody else (Yeah, yeah) And it's f**kin' (Yeah, yeah) with my mental health (F**kin' up my mental health) Sh*t, damn Whenever I get left (I get left) I love you to death but you believin' the lie you told yourself (You told yourselft) If I'm hittin', I don't miss I can't risk, hop out whips I don't trip, demons [?], make sure I miss Whenever you with him Like when I grabbed your hair and pulled you off the tip Then I speed, then we kiss (Mwah, mwah), then you switch I admit I play the part, let's actin' like we ain't exist I always thought you only treat us like a job, why you quittin'? A couple I been hittin' but that's it, what part that you don't get? When I feel alone in my strip, that's when I came over to vent Drop the D, blowin' her grip, she grabbin', controllin' the d**k Losin' control of [?], I made her bend over again All the moments that we spent, you do that same only for him All that game and that lil' change, and sh*t I thought you out the strip Guess the old me didn't feel the future life you chose to live I guess I ain't really lit, I guess I ain't really him I guess I ain't really daddy, I guess I should be embarra**ed Huh? Huh? Okay (Yeah, I) I wanna be transparent But I don't wanna say too much and 'cause any more damage (More damage to you) I know you can't stand when I'm questionnin' (Ooh, ooh) about things I couldn't manage If you don't understand it I could've had you all to myself And now you're running 'round with somebody else (And it's f**kin' with my—, and it's f**kin' with my—) F**kin' with my mental Just wanna, just wanna come over to talk, yeah, yeah I drop the D, I'm bendin' walls, yeah I made her bend over and all You doin', you doin' that same only for the dawg Mm-hmm-mm, now what the f**k, what, uh, uh? Mm-hmm-mm, now what the f**k? I guess, I guess I ain't really, I guess I ain't really dad I guess I should be embarra**ed
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