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Performed By: Najee Koncept
Length: 3:33
Written by: Najee Wells




Najee Koncept - Around Lyrics




You try to fix me
Now it's an addiction
If I was the man
You'd want me to be
We'd
Be
Only kiddin
Ourselves
Yo
We killing ourselves
Taking stabs at it
All the arguing just ain't me
And you mad at it
I think mad backwards
Like Dam!
I'm your man let me be that
Let me walk away
And be back
I love you
But you clowning
It
Sucks you can't see that
Yeah
Man
I loved love
Until it resented me
Or maybe I love who it pretends to be
Maybe we'll get back
Eventually
This world is small
Mind
How you mention me
Delete the text threads
Pictures
And all
The call
Log
History
Yeah
Your dope I wouldn't trade what We had
I found myself facing the facts
And it's making me mad
Every time we'd reverse
And me taking you back
I feel stupid
As your make up on your best day
Straight clown
Reason for this hate now
I can't protect you
When my sisters come
You better lay down
Vanessa will prolly spray now
That's on God
She mad
You guys went back
Like IPhone 5s
Yeah
Look
It's just something we had figured out
We couldn't take a different route
It was written
All in your subliminal tweets
You was sendin out
Listen you wild

You don't love me like you say you love me
Yeh
Why you change when you caught up
In the money
Yeah

I hear you back with him
I hope you enjoy it
Whole relationship smell like
Unemployment
I'm not bitter
I'm better
Yeah this beneath me
You right
But I feel like I might
Sit alone and just write
And expose what I'm feeling at night
I mean it's the diary right
I didn't title it
For minor league rights
What' happens in the dark
Is going to come out
Underneath
All of these lights
I'm just waiting
While
Father Time and I
Are conversatin '
I'm just sayin '
Remember me
And again
Mind how you mention me
I peep it all
Well rested
But
Don't sleep at all
Yeah
Look it was dope
As the Chronic
You wanted a ring
Now you sonic
You dropped lambo
For a Honda
I thought you were my future
The way you ran through the designers
Yo I'm tripping
You wild
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You try to fix me
Now it's an addiction
If I was the man
You'd want me to be
We'd
Be
Only kiddin
Ourselves
Yo
We killing ourselves
Taking stabs at it
All the arguing just ain't me
And you mad at it
I think mad backwards
Like Dam!
I'm your man let me be that
Let me walk away
And be back
I love you
But you clowning
It
Sucks you can't see that
Yeah
Man
I loved love
Until it resented me
Or maybe I love who it pretends to be
Maybe we'll get back
Eventually
This world is small
Mind
How you mention me
Delete the text threads
Pictures
And all
The call
Log
History
Yeah
Your dope I wouldn't trade what We had
I found myself facing the facts
And it's making me mad
Every time we'd reverse
And me taking you back
I feel stupid
As your make up on your best day
Straight clown
Reason for this hate now
I can't protect you
When my sisters come
You better lay down
Vanessa will prolly spray now
That's on God
She mad
You guys went back
Like IPhone 5s
Yeah
Look
It's just something we had figured out
We couldn't take a different route
It was written
All in your subliminal tweets
You was sendin out
Listen you wild

You don't love me like you say you love me
Yeh
Why you change when you caught up
In the money
Yeah

I hear you back with him
I hope you enjoy it
Whole relationship smell like
Unemployment
I'm not bitter
I'm better
Yeah this beneath me
You right
But I feel like I might
Sit alone and just write
And expose what I'm feeling at night
I mean it's the diary right
I didn't title it
For minor league rights
What' happens in the dark
Is going to come out
Underneath
All of these lights
I'm just waiting
While
Father Time and I
Are conversatin '
I'm just sayin '
Remember me
And again
Mind how you mention me
I peep it all
Well rested
But
Don't sleep at all
Yeah
Look it was dope
As the Chronic
You wanted a ring
Now you sonic
You dropped lambo
For a Honda
I thought you were my future
The way you ran through the designers
Yo I'm tripping
You wild
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Writer: Najee Wells
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