Now I know you ain't tryna play me
...play me...
You can't cut my heart
You ain't a spade
I got the ace up my sleeve
And I seen through the fake things
...fake things...
Material
Emotional
Its a time and place for everything
And I ain't got the time
To waste it on your life
And give you a piece of mine
You need a piece of mind
So gimmie one reason why
I should take you
Cause you be sliterin round like a snake named Draco
On second thought
Ion need your comments
Save it for that guy
He'll read your comics
Cause it's funny how you strip through all my falses
And uon take a second to see ya own losses
...losses...
Rack up all day
So let's just part ways
Wont give you the time of day
Though you can get it sometime...
Someday
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