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Ahhhhh, cold turkey

[Chorus]
It's difficult starting over, that's better than going backwards
Anything's better than going backwards
It's difficult starting over, that's better than going backwards
Consider it not a failure, it was more of a practice
It's difficult starting over, that's better than going backwards
Not a quitter at all but I'm giving up bad habits like
Women with hidden agendas and better b*tches in general

I'm being specific, nothing subliminal
Shawty so fly, might jet her out on a red eye
I want that face to face, that eye to eye
Since they never lie
Normally I don't do this, but she sweeter than a chest pie
Still remember meeting her, leaving up out of Best Buy
I was in my lolo slick, wishing I brought my best out
Big chain, sticking my chest out
As if I'm [?] to the [?]
Look at her now, batting her eyes
Ain't shy but she acting surprised
All the while, capitalizing in the back of her mind
Gold digging hoes digging holes in a n*gga's soul
Pretending like I didn't notice getting old
On my Instagram straight flexing
Half naked, you get the picture though
You met her off of twitter, how you expect her to play a different role?
Always dying for attention, If I ever would've mentioned
Addicted to how I'm getting it, might require an intervention
[?] You ain't got protection?
Ain't this the same b*tch that screen-shot your messages?
Conscience intervened, got me second guessing
Searching for a hidden camera like a weapon
Look, look-check this out
Turn that phone off, ride with me to the store, let's go
I'mma be damned if I have a baby by this ho
[Chorus]
[No, no, no]
It's difficult starting over, that's better than going backwards
Ah, that's better than going backwards
It's difficult starting over, that's better than going backwards
Consider it not a failure, it was more of a practice
It's difficult starting over, but that's better than going backwards
Not a quitter at all but I'm giving up bad habits
Like n*ggas with hidden agendas and b*tches with bad attitude [up]
I'm sorry, that was rude

Waking up disgusted with somebodies misses
Telling my gal more lies than a politician
Lucky her, she's stuck at home watching the chillen
While I'm in another city with a flock of b*tches
She know I'mma dog, she's just being optimistic
But she was down when I didn't have a pot to p*ss in
I should marry her I know
Instead I'll be taking something home after the show
They screaming with their titties out, all in the front row
I'm trying to bob and weave, all the pus*y that's being thrown
Sorry, it's probably too late for an apology
I'm not in getting head like I enrolled in cosmetology
I can't help the thought of it
Am I the kind of man I want my daughters with?
Knocking 30, still talking baller sh*t
I can't say I'm proud of it
One can only hope, that my daughters never pay for all the hearts they father broke
Notchhh
[Chorus]
It's difficult starting over, that's better than going backwards
Anything's better than going backwards
It's difficult starting over, that's better than going backwards
Consider it not a failure, it was more of a practice
It's difficult starting over, that's better than going backwards
Anything's better than going backwards
Not a quitter at all but I'm giving up bad habits
Cold Turkey