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marquee – mission lyrics

[verse 1]
baby i was on a mission
p-ssy, money, fame was my addiction
sh-ggy way you caught us in the kitchen
maybe our love just had a friction
baby there is something that you got to know
i was all alone i was on the road
in another city i was at a show
crowded by these fans, groupies, and hoes
i just didn’t know what to do
during the whole thing was thinking bout you
it wasn’t love just a little bit of time
you never called how’d i know it was mine
now your mad said it’s all my fault
stop. don’t throw that salt
wait. you don’t know the story
yeah. i heard it from tory
you said you were out with your friends and you lied
don’t talk bout the good times ya that sh-t died
no no don’t you sit and cry
baby cuz i knew the lies and trieeed
why’d you lieeee (ohh)

[break]
baby won’t you come with me
baby don’t let goo
i need you right here with me
need you in my sooul
baby won’t you come with me
need us here us both
i can’t do this by myself
need you in my soul x5

[verse 2]
f-ck it i’m out
done with the b-tching you know what i’m about
tired of you throwing shame on my name
any bad b-tch could be giving me brain
no i’m not bout to be playing these games
don’t even know why you here why you came
erase all them pics
sending them t-ts
just had a baddie was riding my d-ck
no i ain’t cheat
no don’t you lie
just know you lost
and now you can cry
baby bye bye
not ride or die
i’ll bag your friends and i don’t gotta try
its just real funny honey
can’t play boy no bunny
let me count my money
future bright so sunny (agh)
counting my bands and they want me to end
it be your strangers and it be your friends
everyone loves when you making them moves
soon as you slip they send you to your tomb
lying and hating, to taking your fame
b-tches want clout, want babies and names
cutting them rubbers and playing the games
stay focused guns ready and aimed
everyone caring about where i go
whole a city a whole other show
can’t even go up inside my own home
without somebody thats hitting my phone
if i don’t answer they put me on blast
saying i switched up fast for the cash
this is the part of my life they don’t know
needing a story they selling their soul

- marquee lyrics

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