4-5 till I die got my team here
And we on the crowd club hoppers better beware
Drinking out the fucking bottle till we can't see clear
Condoms in our pockets just so we can say we're 
prepared
David dance spinning got my world upside down
2 hours later I got your girl upside down
What I tell you about tempting me
Man you better think twice before you mention me
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I cannot explain the pain that's in me
Not the type to complain but my veins are blood
I haven't been never too late to... in a minute
Cause my memory's been stained, been stained by you
Ah, let me see, liquor sipping, slipping a fucking 
tripping
Got a half british broad and she puffing on something 
wicked
Recently I been cutting a bunch of bitches
Trying to get over my ex, I'm looking something 
different
Nymphos, white broads and they bring there kin folk
The tempo was quite hard, fogging up the windows
I'm at the edge, don't push me, I might fall
When she gets wet enough I'm diving like a lifeguard
Temptation I'm chasing a better high
Never cheated on my ex and fuck it I never lied
So why I can't get my mind off her
Man I can't accept the sad fact that I've lost her
I don't try to hide so you gotta show me love
I could easily be overdosing on the lower drugs
But instead I'm at the club getting over you
Never looking back, time to get up in the light cause;
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I cannot explain the pain that's in me
Not the type to complain but my veins are blood
I haven't been never too late to... in a minute
Cause my memory's been stained, been stained by you
It was you, I'm still having flash backs of New York
How would you feel if every single that you thought
Would have gone right went wrong
Now your crew's gone and you all alone
But you know you gotta move on
Surrounded by fake people that don't know you
You gotta keep acting like it's all cool
And even when you ain't got no money
You gotta keep fronting like you ball too.
The ones who understand me in another city
But I'm doing this for us I hope they don't forget me
So I keep on drinking everything these fuckers send me
I'm running through these cigs like a fucking chimney
I'm folding to the pressure, the game quick I can't 
hold my own now
Imagine if I make it,
High as fuck and I ain't really trying to over think
So I tip the waiter and I pour myself another drink
[Chorus:]
I cannot explain the pain that's in me
Not the type to complain but my veins are blood
I haven't been never too late to... in a minute
Cause my memory's been stained, been stained by you, it 
was you.