Syk Sense - 615god lyrics

I'll admit it, I'll admit it! [Verse] Watch your juvenile tone, boy Don't get hurt, boy I think you lying to me about liking that Merk, boy Need to focus on the work, boy. Need to focus on the work I think you told me to get over her so you could swoop in. I'm hurt, boy We was boys, boy. We was supposed to be Now where do we stand? Do you oppose me? Get gone, son. Get gone I'm about to give you some advice you need to follow it like Monson I'll admit it, I'll admit it Just because we're through don't mean I'm finished I am me and she is she So neither one of us your business You need to worry about your business You need to put aside your feelings You need to worry about your dealings Why you gotta take when you're already given? Boy, get out my kitchen You see me in here flipping You must be on vacay, cause I know you is tripping No, I'm not the angry type But you're making me the angry type It's a bout to get messy. So, please grab me a Handi Wipe Boy, you think you something. Well, boy, I know you nothing You're talking behind my back. And that's how I know you're fronting Don't come at me with the BS. I don't like to play; no recess And if you try to play me, you're playing yourself like a DS I'm not protective over much, but this is something you don't touch I can list all the plot holes and still stay clutch I'll admit it, I'll admit it! I'll admit it, I'll admit it (Ha, got him!) I'll admit it, I'll admit it!