[Verse 1: Wiley]
-ten o'clock
But I'm not a shoulder to cry on
She said it's a prick that she can't rely on
And I'm the one that all her friends spy on
They be watching me since I was with Nyom
When every girl's pissing me off
I ring Shakira, we flew before, so let's fly on
Meet at the airport, both in black Nike tracksuits
And you might see us in Zion
You know Wiley, I'm the young lion
You won't see me in a suit with a bow tie on
There's no suit I won't even try on
Not even shiny, scared when you saw me in Buy On
And now you wanna talk about stuff on the track
When I asked you what it's about, you just lie on
That's why I'm not like you, and I don't like you
Tell your wife I'm not a shoulder to cry on
[Chorus: Amy King]
You're paranoid
It's not my fault that you don't trust me
You're paranoid
You wouldn't throw the shit and
You love me
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