Lost It All

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Marqus Clae

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Riding thru the city on a late night 
Got me thinking bout ya
Fucked up back then now I'm straight right 
But in the night time still dreaming bout ya
Reminiscing bout my baby boo 
Got nothing to say to you 
She saying I'm cheating on her 
I'm saying it may be true 
I'm listing to Marvin Gaye 
I wanna ignore the hate 
Of the deju vu's 
And run de vu's 
Stripper bitches with no clothes 
Bending over touching toes 
Why my girl sit at home 
Her friends tell me I'm wrong 
But I do it anyway 
I finesse and I manipulate in so many ways 
I drop a bomb bitch and watch it  Disintegrate 
Set it off and then I'm headed off on the interstate 
I'm like f*ck it dawg these bitches ain't loyal anyway 
Aunties, uncles, momma preach that shit to me plenty days 
I got alotta on my plate 
Life at the bottom I remember it all that's why I'm only making 10 minute calls I trust nobody 
The women involved is something like a light switch 
I be flipping em on and off with preciseness 
A victim of my devious ways 
I guess it's just the way I was made 
I making my bed baby you tell me that's where I gotta lay 
I'm rushing like andale! Andale! 
Running away from ya 

Lost it all in one drank & I might need me another one, another one
Lost my girl I can't think & now I need me another one, another one 
But I got some bitches, yeah I got some bitches
And they got some bitches 
I keep it 1 thou I don't play bout these bitches 
But still I lost It All in one drank, now I need me another one

I got 99 problems with my bitch +1 
When the feelings get involved then the shits no fun 
And I'm knowing I ain't perfect but I get shit done 
When it all boils down me & you been done
We was fucking , we was friends, everything on pernt 
Now I'm looking at a bridge that was lit But burnt
It's like I felt the situation getting hectic 
You double text me saying that I'm selfish 
But I'm saying that I'm helpless 
Shit ain't nobody understanding my plight 
We argue and you bring our fucking issues to the spotlight 
Running to Twitter tweeting he ain't shit 
Snapchat that's ya bags packed on some lame shit 
Got a nigga angry
You sent me a four page letter on tour 
I sent you a four page letter right back 
We was talking bout the shit that we was posed to endure 
And I was brutally honest I'll prolly never come back I'm gone 

(We building up & breaking down)

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