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[Intro: GoldLink]

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: GoldLink]

We on the phone with it

And back home, you know I'm Sean Combs with it

Ayy, tell 'em, yeah, I got verses for it

And I'm a street boy, so I'm on the road for it

I hate it when they got me talkin' like a dog for it

I hate it when I got to go and get the dog for it

I hate it when she say she love me when I'm far from it

I hate it when she tell me that she need a break from me

I'm too busy tryna put the family on top

But I always keep a eye on her like I'm Fetty Wap

I know you're, I know you're not perfect for me

Yeah, you're just enough for me, I know you

[Pre-Chorus: Lola Rae]

I know I said a couple things

You had me so frustrated

Had dreams of bigger tings, yeah

But look what we created

[Chorus: P2J]

You always wanted more, more, more, more, more

More, more, more, more, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah