Stuntin

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Shawty left my ass heartbroken on the Seven train
 Back to ninetieth Street and Elmhurst
 Yeah, got me sick
 Hey
 You - had me caught in my feelings
 I - thought you was one in a million
 We - had something so real then
 Another nigga just filled in
 They - say loves in the air
 But - I barely breath often
 My heart turned stone cold
 I feel like Steve Austin
 How the fuck we lost it?
 She got me drinking to kill the pain
 I be sippin' 'till I can't remember
 But then I wake up and I feel the same
 She will never find a better one
 She gon' be sick when the cheddar come
 And best believe when it's said and done
 I'll be
 Stuntin' on that ho, stuntin' on that ho
 Yeah I'm in my bag now, it's a wrap now, and it's facts how
 You was frontin' on the low, frontin' on the low
 Don't hit my phone now, On my own now, so you know now
 I don't fuck with you no more, fuck with you no more
 Swear you got this shit coming
 Yeah, yeah I ain't bluffin'
 When I see you in public
 Hell yeah I'ma love it
 Had your back when you fronted
 Best believe that I'll be stuntin' on that
 Woah, you thought you was low (na you ain't low)
 Oh, like I wouldn't know (like I wouldn't know)
 Woah, you must think I'm slow (you must think I'm slow)
 Like I wouldn't glow (like I wouldn't, hah)
 All the time that we spent yo
 Time is money I'm in debt now
 Heartbreak hotel checked out
 Back to ma crib, paying rent now
 Hey, dime mujer
 Chapiadora - she want the bread
 My Tia warned me, no escuché
 Hell nah, that's what u get (Ayy tu sabe)
 So now whenever she call, (call!)
 I am just gon' let it ring
 Don't leave a message at all
 'Cause I'm on to way better things
 Don't, don't care no more
 Too fly get the message on airplane mode
 Ya can't stop me
 Bitch just watch me, Trust me I'll be
 Stuntin' on that ho, stuntin' on that ho
 Yeah I'm in my bag now, it's a wrap now, and it's facts how
 You was frontin' on the low, frontin' on the low
 Don't hit my phone now, On my own now, so you know now
 I don't fuck with you no more, fuck with you no more
 Swear you got this shit coming
 Yeah, yeah I ain't bluffin'
 When I see you in public
 Hell yeah I'ma love it
 Had your back when you fronted
 Best believe that I'll be stuntin' on that
 Back - on my solo dolo
 I - was in love with the toto
 You - fell in love with the dough though
 He - must've had so much more bread than me
 Shawty turned out to be heaphanie
 Even my home girls was telling me
 So believe next time she check for me
 I'll be
 Stuntin' on that ho, stuntin' on that ho
 Yeah I'm in my bag now, it's a wrap now, and it's facts how
 You was frontin' on the low, frontin' on the low
 Don't hit my phone now, On my own now, so you know now
 I don't fuck with you no more, fuck with you no more
 Swear you got this shit coming
 Yeah, yeah I ain't bluffin'
 When I see you in public
 Hell yeah I'ma love it
 Had your back when you fronted
 Best believe that I'll be stuntin' on that
 

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Duration
03:22
Key
5
Tempo
138 BPM

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