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Andura So we cool? We alright? Is this our time? To make it right? We go to school We meet at night I copped you textbooks so the money's tight I copped you earrings, can you hear me right? Know that it's textbook, we don't even fight We hit our Peak, you afraid of heights, ooh But your family, they still don't wanna fuck with me It stays unchanged even with the gifts I paid I'm making changes so you're here right in front of me Can't believe you don't see another way, eek What's that gotta do with me? What's that gotta do with me What's that gotta do with- tsk What's that gotta do with me? What's that gotta do with me? What's that gotta do with me, mm Know we haven't fucked in a long time, baby It was nearly over, what's there really worth saving? Tryna make it work and you labelled me crazy Threatening my life cause you can't take it Now you coming back, who is you tryna play with? There's a big connection, only you can make it, ohh It's like I touched down in Vegas Max bet on you, baby How are my mistakes are some high stakes I make up for it, baby Lost all your senses, is this a blind date baby? Judging me, I've heard worse takes But it's never been no court case You building up the worst fate Your narrative is to save face No mention of your name All that I gave was just easy and then it got worn and my use fades We had our chances and you played a new game But your family, they still don't wanna fuck with me It stays unchanged even with the gifts I paid I'm making changes so you're here right in front of me Can't believe you don't see another way, eek What's that gotta do with me? What's that gotta do with me? What's that gotta do with- tsk What's that gotta do with me? What's that gotta do with me? What's that gotta do with me, mm Tried to piece it all together, where did I go wrong? It was perfect so I'm puzzled what's the error on? I'm pushing P, you took it out of the Paragon And if we're talking last names, I got a new one for you to settle on A "mi-so-la" like we're warming up to sing a song Pitch perfect but you're not tryna singalong Instead you got me running bases like a marathon In another universe, you must've been a closer pitcher halfway decent You throw the curve ball and change up, that's your sequence And then you throw it back on anybody that's convenient, tsk You got me striking out I was supposed to be Ohtani on the mound I hit you out the park, but they sliding in to steal somehow I opened doors for you, and you still looked through the peephole Why I make you my person out of all people Openly carry yourself, that has to be illegal Ahh, that's why you want our shit to go South So now you dealing with me lethal Damn But your family, they still don't wanna fuck with me It stays unchanged even with the gifts I paid I'm making changes so you're right here in front of me Can't believe you don't see another way, eek What's that gotta do with me? What's that gotta do with me? What's that gotta do with- tsk What's that gotta do with me? What's that gotta do with me? What's that gotta do with me, mm