Chuuwee – Slow Down Lyrics

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I justify every right of it by saying she had no fucking right to pester me and bother me that way
So no, I don't feel like I'm wrong

[Verse 1]
So this is how it is
Saw you on the corner with your friends
Laughing at me, acting like I don't exist

Damn, didn't except for it to end cause of him
That's like going to a hooptie from a Benz
Pretending like I didn't give a shit about it then
Til she ran up at the crib screaming, "baby let me in"
And I would've ignored it, but then again
I remember when I wasn't shit
We knew eachother since age 10
We was high school sweethearts
Graduted and both went to the same college
Dropped out after we barely obtained knowledge
Cause the first trimester could never be what you thought it
And you was uncertain about if this is what you wanted
Said you want to date around and baby I can't stop it
And you was being honest about it, I couldn't knock it
Moving so fast, was a little outta pocket

[Hook 1]
But if it's not love, I don't hate
I wish you wouldn't keep on playing these damn games though
And if it's not love, I don't hate
I wish you wouldn't keep on playing these damn games with me

[Verse 2]
Phone call saying she wanted to come back
Somebody once told me that they always run back
And whether I choose to accept, became attached
Tried to tell her why I'm iffy about it, she got mad
Spazzed out on me and busted the damn latch on the door
Guess love don't live here no more
I seen her on the corner again on day four
With a brand new nigga, she been acting like a whore
This love costs pain, that's something I can't afford anymore
So I gotta cut it short, mi amor
And neither one of us is even sure, either or
We should break it up and leave it as friends with rewards
Scars on the heart and both of us bed sores
I just gotta get away from it all, I hit the door
Sent a sad text, she don't me anymore
Nowadays, we ain't even homies anymore

[Hook 2]
But if it's not love, I don't hate
I wish you wouldn't keep on playing these damn games though
Might as well take a shit on my heart
How you play with and shatter it, then you pick it apart
Fuck that shit bitch

[Verse 3]
Same shit every weekend
Got me going off the deep end
Feeling a little sea sick, I see you trying to sneak in
Even while I'm dreaming, you bugging when I'm sleeping
Asking can we pick up where we left off
Until I got that icepick and slit your fucking chest off
Told your ass relax, but you just had to put the pressure
Driving niggas insane when we constantly address y'all
Just come up off my nuts, pick up your panties, put your dress on
But now you get your death on, eternally you sleeping in that grass
Like the salad to some motherfucking dressing
That bed that you rest on, you made it
This go for every bitch that tried to trap herself
A nigga better put a fucking vest on
Sleep with your fucking eye open bitch

[Hook 2]

[Outro]
So just tell me, one more time, what was it really that made you wanna kill her?
What women don't understand is that playing mind games with someone will make them fucking crazy
And if you're going to be rude and selfish like that
Then you deserved to be fucking punished

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