Justine's Interlude Lyrics - Goldlink

[Intro] 

Feels good to be home 

Yeah, yeah, uh 

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[Verse] 

If I got you and my son and my god on my side 

What's the point of anybody else ridin'? 

It's so much stuck on my mental, it's so much you on my mind 

It's so much money and pussy, yeah, you'd think I'm goin' blind 

I think it's... funny how blogs talk 

Funny how many shows I had went to where models walked 

So many stories 'bout you and so-and-so who from Harlem 

It ain't too many from Harlem, so take a guess 

Takin' a jet so I can recollect 

You say, What's up with you, baby?, I always say, What's next? 

I mean what is we in it for? 

Revenge from your friends' circle like what did we enter for? 

Tired of fancy dinners, I'm tired of diamond ballin' 

I'm tired of hearin' 'bout if this nigga put hands on you 

Tired of tryna smile through shit that's affectin' us 

Then I get to overthinkin' if I'm here messin' up 

Mac died and I couldn't talk, couldn't bear the thought 

Two days before it, we was talkin' 'bout love and loss 

Then he mentioned Ariana mama and newer songs 

Never told a soul, but I knew he was dead all along 

You do somethin' to me 

I write all my songs about women I never keep 

I hate when I have to lose 'em, I hate 'em when it's deep 

You one of my six women that's in the east 

I hate makin' promises that I never keep 

So promise to never ever be too patient with me 

Justine, promise me 

Love and loyalty, that's over honesty (Uh) 

The devil be talkin' but God controllin' me (Uh) 

Roc Nation dinners that inquire 'bout Meek (Uh) 

My God the realest (Uh), that's how we meet (Uh) 

[Outro] 

Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh 

Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh 

Yeah 

Harlem Shake on these niggas, nah mean? 

Bitch ass niggas