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[Intro: The Winans]Question is will I ever leave you?The answer is no, no, no, no, no, noQuestion is will I ever leave you?The answer is no, no, no, no, no, no
[Verse 1]Yeah, you feel the pressure, man, I know the pressureAnd my wifey is a spice like I'm David BeckhamA lot of pent up aggression coming out of my sectionOVO on me while y'all niggas was playing dress-upAnd I know who gon' take the fall with meThey right here on call with me, they all with meYou could throw curve balls but I got the glove fittedThey been saying it's love, but it isn't love, is it?Toast to the days when they wasn't out to get meI worked at Jaydees Connections whenever Jason let meCeesay’s, I was buying fitteds everydayKiddie's Caribana trying not to catch a strayI dropped out right before I graduateSix credits left, my mama had her saddest day"It's only up from here, I promise, you just gotta wait"And she took my word for it, that's all I had to sayLately I just feel so out of characterThe paranoia can start to turn into arroganceThoughts too deep to go work 'em out with a therapistI get a blank page when I try to draw a comparisonI'm getting straight to the point with itNeed y'all to know that I never needed none of y'all niggasFuck being all buddy buddy with the oppositionIt's like a front of the plane, nigga, it's all businessBut I haven't flown with y'all boys in a minute
[Verse 2]Look, they'd rather run up on me than towards them goalsMy niggas still hit the club when it's 20 belowWho you think running this show?You saw it in me at 20 years oldThe lingo start to sound like we talking in codeI got a pure soul, I don't do the hateYou don't worry 'bout fitting in when you custom madeMe and Niko used to plot on how to make a changeNow me and Kobe doing shots the night before the gameStill drop 40 with liquor in my systemNumbers going unlisted just to create some distanceI might see you on and off but I'll never switch yaNiggas quick to double cross like both of us ChristianLamborghini got me feeling like I'm Christian BaleAnd I never bend my morals for the ticket salesTipping scales, bars heavy like triple XLI never tag no one in, I'd rather get you myselfRunning through the 6, thumbing through the contractsI'm possessed, you can see it under the contactsThey think I had the silver spoon but they'll get it soonI still got something left to prove since you left me roomPaint a plan for the family debt, we in the minusAnd like it's going in a trunk, I put it all behind usWhere you tryna go? I got it, I'll take us whereverI'm a staple in the game, all my papers togetherAnd my life is on display like TrumanThey wanna pre the movements, gotta start to make 'em soonerMy exes made some of my favorite musicI dated women from my favorite moviesKarma's such a thing of beautyI'd share more of my story but you wouldn't believe itIt's far fetched like I threw that shit a hundred metersI keep it 100 like I'm running a feverI might take a breather but I won't ever leave youIf I was you, I wouldn't like me either