Lyrics:

You got the game all wrong

Thought I was gone on you

I ain’t gone front

Yeah, you was gangsta

But somewhere you lost your edge

Thought you was thoroughbred

But you ain’t what you said

These days you ain’t the same, so



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Ez-a-lee you go

Quick as you came

I’m not the one

That you can bring drama too



Ez-a-lee you’re free

Bye-bye baby

Go ahead and leave

‘Cause I don’t see no future with you baby



All my love I take it back

When they don’t know how to act

When they get cute gift wrap a boot and

Send it Fed-Ex to be mine

And then I was that queen

That made their everything

But things ain’t what it seem

Case you forgot, I put you on my team now



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The house, the cars that was all me

The clothes, the jewels, that was all me

But now it’s me

Please check it in before you leave

You used to be the one I need

Used to believe

But I could see your trifling ass would mess up



Chorus