Spectrum Lyrics - And After That, We Didn't Talk - Goldlink

Run through your clique 

*Scratch*, you pissed on trip 

I'mma have to bust you in your lips 

And the whips, better have a whole lotta chips 

Cuz I ain't for no *scratch* givin' tips 

Run through your clique 

*Scratch*, you pissed on trip 

I'mma have to bust you in your lips 

And the whips, better have a whole lotta chips 

Cuz I ain't for no, I ain't for no, run through your, run through ya clique 

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Nakakainis talaga siya, pero iniisip ko na mahal na mahal ko siya. Parang palaging kami magkasama, pero may tiwala na ako sa kanya. Lahat ng ibang tao na dumating bago sa kanya, wala na sila. Di na bale 

I learned a lot in such a short amount of time 

Everything that's fuckin' fine that go to [?] mind 

Met you when I was like maybe fifteen years on you 

You just act a little older plus I heard you came from Arizona 

And that was new so I was poppin' up at house parties 

Ridin', fuckin' dirty with the older niggas ridin' for me 

And they just told me how that game work 

I said fuck it, I'mma put the rockin' by your [?] dumb shit 

But fuck it, that's my initial thought when I had met you 

I was sittin' in the bleachers when your girls approached me 

And they threw away your number like it wan't taken or something 

I told 'em "Baby, I'm nothing", say "Why you wanna choose me?" 

They giggle, and walked away, I pray to God 

It felt so right, I never [?], I never fucked them bitches [?] 

So if you ever try to blame it on me 

Know I blame it on my dick, know I'm sick, ya I run through ya 

Run through your clique 

*Scratch*, you pissed on trip 

I'mma have to bust you in your lips 

And the whips, better have a whole lotta chips 

Cuz I ain't for no *scratch* givin' tips 

Run through your clique 

*Scratch*, you pissed on trip 

I'mma have to bust you in your lips 

And the whips, better have a whole lotta chips 

Cuz I ain't for no, I ain't for no, run through your, run through ya clique 

Run through, run through your clique 

Run through, run through your clique 

Run, run through your clique 

Run through, run through your clique 

Run through, run through your clique 

Run through your clique 

Run through, run through your clique 

Run through, run through your clique 

Run through your clique 

Run through, run through your clique 

Run through, run through your clique 

Run through your clique 

Nineteen, I got a newer meaning 

Rocked Monk beats, got sane, searchin' for a deeper meaning 

Still burnin' women, what a deadly contradiction 

Nigga [?] ya with the physical and spiritual 

Lookin' back at what my life and what a fuckin' trip 

I coulda loved this bitch and lost myself so I could please the bitch 

And never please the bitch is what I learned and then I went away from everything 

I started searchin' for one, well, uh 

Mo' bitches, mo' money, mo' drugs 

How my niggas started robbin', went west, start thuggin' 

Picked rappin', they chose, I blew, my crew 

Got big, split wigs, still rob mo' [?] 

We battle, we fight, we one big one 

No Pun, all scale, no bitch on my dick 

Young nigga, no whip, my niggas legit 

And I pray for my clan and my squad while I run through your (clique) 

Run through your clique 

Run through, run through your clique 

Run through your clique 

Run through your clique 

*Scratch*, you pissed on trip 

I'mma have to bust you in your lips 

And the whips, better have a whole lotta chips 

Cuz I ain't for no *scratch* givin' tips 

Run through your clique 

*Scratch*, you pissed on trip 

I'mma have to bust you in your lips 

And the whips, better have a whole lotta chips 

Cuz I ain't for no, I ain't for no, run through your, run through ya clique