Rap: Justan Mackowski Vocals: Phyllis Wellons Background Vocals: Nicole Francis & DSP Drums, Bass & Keyboards: Tony Marinacci Produced, Engineered & Mixed By: Tony Marinacci Assistant Producer: Justan Mackowski Recorded at: TME Studio (

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Rap 1
Hey baby, what's up with all this bullshit
I Thought we was real, I thought we was one click
Guess not. Tried to play me for a dick
Told me deal with it, like that was it
But I ain't feelin' no sorrow, cause tomorrow
You'll wanna give me a holla
Guess ya found out I was the one wit the dollas
Guess ya forgot, I was a natural born balla,
Hustla, realized you's a money gussla
Flipped it, now I'm a pimp crusha

Verse 1
Baby here we go
Down that same road
To where we began
Just another bend
No! Not again
It's just the same road
That we just go
Chorus
Here we go
Here we go again
Down the same road
To where we began

Rap 2
We didn't chill long enough, I come from the heart
But ya still wanna to front,
Tryin' to clear my head, don't wanna spark this blunt
I need another girl, so I'm on the hunt
Realize it's the only way to maintain,
Like some simple shit, like baby what's your name,
Any ambition in life and do you want some fame
But you's a freak, like it raw
Getting on ya paws
Got me scared
What started as a wet dream turned into a night mare

Verse 2
It's just the same thing
Just the same old rhyme
You Keep feeding me
Time after time
Why do you feel
You must deceive me
If I was your girl
Or if I'm ever gonna be

Chorus