Circles

I just want you to come home
No matter if it's late at night
I hear you talking
I know you saying you working
But baby boy this feeling ain't right
I'm out tryna get my money you know that
F**k that we got enough houses enough cars
You done bought me enough jewelry
Tired of your shit my nigga you hitting
You know I be at the studio and shit
Nigga you lying who you trying to 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 f**king 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 hon- cord 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 f**king 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
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 I f**king hate you
What your crazy ass shooting in the house for
What yo dumbass screwing the house for
And what time you get home anyway
Shit about four
And that's what the f**k you sleeping on the couch for
I don't give a f**k 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
And on goes the game