Okay, we ridin’ ‘round strapped
You can tell I did this before
You can tell I’ve been here before (yeah)
‘Fore I go to sleep, I ask God for a miracle
Need help healing my soul
We break up to make up
This won’t be our first time
Our second or our third time
You said some things, I said some things
I hurt your feelings and you hurt mine
Lord knows that you hurt mine
Okay, I told them niggas play with it
Got my fire on me, I stay with it
Revolver Gang, we pull up, drop, and get away with it
Days with it
Better tell them boys to pay attention
‘Cause stains are different
Be lost in my thoughts, bae, I’m trippin’
Made her fall in love, then begged for distance
She told me that I’m wrong for that
She told me that I’m wrong for that
She’s leavin’ and she’s never comin’ back
This won’t be the first time
Yeah, movin’ like a thief in the night, yeah
I love your love, but I can’t seem to get it right
Guess I’ll just re-roll the dice, yeah
This won’t be the first time
He played some games then he died
I’m sorry if I brought that pain into your life
She left without saying, goodbye
This won’t be my first time
This won’t be my first time (be my first time)
Yeah, mhm
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, oh (this shit for real, bro)
And this won’t be my first time
No, no, no, no (you know what I’m sayin’, homie?)
No, no no no, yeah, mhm, yeah, yeah
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