Hold up, who do you think you are?
Caught up in the middle of a thousand lies
Ain't that one big surprise...
Six digits when I'm spendin' on the weekend
Then I make it up to her when the week ends
Man, she always took my presence for granted
But someday I'll have to tell her that I'm leavin'
Yeah, I be workin', she be playin'
Money runnin', she goes buyin'
Honey, I don't need that kinda gamin'
Why can't you just compromise?
Do you need lullabies to get through the darkest nights?
"Da-da-na-na-na-na"
Hold up, who do you think you are?
Caught up in the middle of a thousand lies
Ain't that one big surprise...
It's too hard to keep up with the names
You got plenty of friends and they all lame
Don't wanna hear my mama going "back in my day..."
Times changed, now it's my game
I was not born in 8 Mile or Missouri
But shit felt like eight years of misery
With a money diggin' hoe, man, she killin' me
She foolin' me, she robbin' me
But you ain't gonna keep on trickin' me
And I ain't gonna keep on treatin' you
And I know that I might will be missin' you
But I just wanna keep on dissin' you
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Hold up, who do you think you are?
Caught up in the middle of a thousand lies
Ain't that one big surprise...
Six digits when I'm spendin' on the weekend
Then I make it up to her when the week ends
Man, she always took my presence for granted
But someday I'll have to tell her that I'm leavin'
Yeah, I be workin', she be playin'
Money runnin', she goes buyin'
Honey, I don't need that kinda gamin'
Why can't you just compromise?
Do you need lullabies to get through the darkest nights?
"Da-da-na-na-na-na"
Hold up, who do you think you are?
Caught up in the middle of a thousand lies
Ain't that one big surprise...
It's too hard to keep up with the names
You got plenty of friends and they all lame
Don't wanna hear my mama going "back in my day..."
Times changed, now it's my game
I was not born in 8 Mile or Missouri
But shit felt like eight years of misery
With a money diggin' hoe, man, she killin' me
She foolin' me, she robbin' me
But you ain't gonna keep on trickin' me
And I ain't gonna keep on treatin' you
And I know that I might will be missin' you
But I just wanna keep on dissin' you
Caught up in the middle of a thousand lies
Ain't that one big surprise...
Six digits when I'm spendin' on the weekend
Then I make it up to her when the week ends
Man, she always took my presence for granted
But someday I'll have to tell her that I'm leavin'
Yeah, I be workin', she be playin'
Money runnin', she goes buyin'
Honey, I don't need that kinda gamin'
Why can't you just compromise?
Do you need lullabies to get through the darkest nights?
"Da-da-na-na-na-na"
Hold up, who do you think you are?
Caught up in the middle of a thousand lies
Ain't that one big surprise...
It's too hard to keep up with the names
You got plenty of friends and they all lame
Don't wanna hear my mama going "back in my day..."
Times changed, now it's my game
I was not born in 8 Mile or Missouri
But shit felt like eight years of misery
With a money diggin' hoe, man, she killin' me
She foolin' me, she robbin' me
But you ain't gonna keep on trickin' me
And I ain't gonna keep on treatin' you
And I know that I might will be missin' you
But I just wanna keep on dissin' you
Writer: Ege Peşkircioğlu, Eren Yalçın
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