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I swear you gotta be out by tomorrow, bro Like, my cortisol levels are up, man Gotta go I ain't seen her in weeks, man I ain't been with her in weeks I ain't even get to see her this time Dawg, I'ma be honest I can't wait 'til you leave I'm sorry I'ma be honest I love you, but, man When you leavin', bro? I can't take it no more Had my homie pull up for the weekend (Weekend) He was goin' through some things and needed somewhere to sleep in (Uh) Told him, "Pack a duffle bag, but don't be overpackin' Just 'cause I'm on tour, that don't mean this a vacatio package" (Uh) I get back from out of town and my girl in a panic (Uh) My dawg been here for two weeks and got my girl in a panic (Uh) Now, that ain't nothin' against you, bro, but, dawg, you can have it She barely been in the mood and she gettin' too dramatic But this time, she promised she would be in that bikini But I came back to a long story about zucchini The night was supposed to be planned Instead, I'm gettin' the deets of all the bitches you had Dawg, this is not a retreat 'Cause now, it's really the plan (Yeah) My girl is on her way here, the room is really a jam We gettin' active this time, it's goin' really to plan I look you dead in your face, you not gon' fuck this up, man My girl is on her way here (Uh) The room is really a jam (Uh) We gettin' active this time (Uh) It's goin' really to plan (Uh) I look you dead in your face (Uh) You not gon' fuck this up, man (Uh) But now, I think you a fan, for real 'Cause it's like every time I go to sleep You up in there bein' loud and shit And every time she comes to me You interrupt with your loudest chick And now, I got all this cortisol Now, I got all this cortisol Now, I got all this cortisol Now, I got all this cortisol Man, when you leavin', bro? I'ma be honest I can't take it no more I can't wait 'til you leave I ain't seen her in weeks I ain't been with her in weeks I ain't even get to see her this time When you leavin', bro? I'ma be honest I can't take it no more I can't wait 'til you leave I ain't seen her in weeks I ain't been with her in weeks I ain't even get to see her this time Okay, she still on her way We still goin' through with the plans We still finna play She done came through with her friends I'm tryna pick which one I'm 'bout to lay I'm takin' whoever wants to stay This how you knew she was gon' slay She said, "I brought another babe To come through, too, if that's okay And she can lay up on your face" I'm 'bout to nut all on the 'caine She gon' be like, "Gimme that, I'm tryna make it rain" She don't even fuck with girls, she only came for me I'm really with the fuckin' swirl, it look like swirled ice cream This what it means to be "the one," this ain't a figure of speech You could say I ain't the GOAT, but ain't no fuckin' repeats Now, that ain't nothin' against you, bro, but dawg, you can have it I came back from out of town and my girl in a panic We gettin' active this time, it's goin' really to plan I look you dead in your face, you not gon' fuck this up, man
Takeda — Cortisol
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