Still Think About You

Now I'm saying, "What's good with you?"
I remember being in the hood with you
I still think about you

Fuck all the phony shit
Fuck it I'm stuck on some doly shit
Had a knife in my back when I wrote this shit
I look back and I laugh when I noticed it
I shoot up and lean back on some Kobe Shit
They dont know how to pass on some Kobe shit
Should've listened my mom always told me this
I was only 13 when she told me this

"Watch who you fuck with
And never ever trust a nigga for nothing
Even if you feel like you really love her
Don't ever tell that bitch that you really love her
'Cause that's when shes gon' make you feel like you nothing
And that's when you gon' start to feel like you buggin'"
I wish I would've never told you wassup
And I wish I never even told you pull up

Got me saying, "What's good with you?"
I remember being in the hall with you
Everything was always on the stove with you
Girl I even bust a couple jaws with you
I still think about you
Girl, I still think about you

Said you always gon' be there for me
Now you gone and you just disappeared on me
Can't believe I really thought you cared for me
You was supposed to be the one that's here with me
I still think about you
Girl, I still think about you

I hope that I never see you again
I don't wanna put up with it
I don't wanna fuck with it
I'ma just send you this letter whenever I'm done with it
I know you gon' read it
I called you a bitch at the end
I don't know if I mean it
I ain't wanna believe what my niggas was telling me
My nigga I should've cheated

And now I feel stupid
I should've knew better than this
Wasn't the right way to do it
I should've been choosing the money instead of a bitch
Fuck it 'cause I'm getting to it, just watch how I do it
I knew I was ready for this
Bitch I'ma focus on music
You love how I do it
I knew I was ready for this

Got me saying, "What's good with you?"
I remember being in the hall with you
Everything was always on the stove with you
Girl, I even bust a couple jaws with you
I still think about you
Girl, I still think about you

Said you always gon' be there for me
Now you gone and you just disappeared on me
Can't believe I really thought you cared for me
You was supposed to be the one that's here with me
I still think about you
Girl, I still think about you

But all I can say is you dumb hoe
You got me feeling stupid
You got me singing all these love songs
What the fuck am I doing?
I don't know what I'm doing
But I'm going up though I just hope I don't lose it
Bitches picking and choosing
But I know what's up though
I already been through it

We could've been balling together
Hit up the mall it's whatever
You know that I started from nothing
Them bitches was fed up
The way you made all of them jealous
You said that you was gon' ride forever and ever
You told me forever and ever
I shoulda known you was lyin'
I should've known better, you lied, I should've knew better

But still I'm saying, "What's good with you?"
I remember being in the hall with you
Everything was always on the stove with you
Girl, I even bust a couple jaws with you
I still think about you
Girl, I still think about you

Said you always gon' be there for me
Now you gone and you just disappeared on me
Can't believe I really thought you cared for me
You was supposed to be the one that's here with me
I still think about you
Girl, I still think about you

Now, I'm saying, "What's good with you?"
I remember being in the hall with you
Everything was always on the stove with you
Even bust a couple jaws with you
I still think a-
I still think ab-
I still think about you, yeah
I still think about you, you, you, you

Had a knife in my back when I wrote this shit
I look back and I dab when I noticed it
I look back and I dab when I noticed it
I look back and I dab when I noticed it
I look back and I laughed when I noticed it

I still think about you, you, you, you
I still think about you, you, you, you
(Now I'm saying, "What's good with you?")
I still think about you

I look back and I dab when I noticed it



Credits
Writer(s): David Cabrera, Artist Dubose, Junior Garcia, Vladimir Santana
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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