You have game but, I see you. It's in the way you look at me. And it's why I'm calling a truce. Just don't. I ain't trying to hear you plead your case. Maybe I am bull headed, it's just I see the hidden intent buried in your face. Nah, it's cool. There's no need to defend truths I already know excuse you from a truce. Go be the good person and make everyone believe what I'll never entertain. It's all in the way of fuck playing it safe. It don't matter to someone like me. I'm more into doing what I do instead of looking for acceptance from others that don't factor into my realities means. And yet, do you have game? Thing is, I'm able to see through your lame azz phase. Yeah, that's all I am and it's OK. You can go fake it with who whoever will listed to the excuse of how you couldn't hack it. 5 levels down and plummeting below the surface of you any I wrapped up in a twist. Honestly, did you not expect me to be aware? Ah, girl. And yeah, I mean every letter of it. But hey, let's pull it back as I stay in my lane. Get the fuck on. I say it bcuz I can. I'm not interested in the chaos that will come if I allow the chain of command you wish to claim over who, but me? Just leave. Point blank and upfront. I can do better than a tight pussy on a contract.
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