Nicki Minaj - Ninjaman & Gacha Medz

Maybe you died 'cause everybody ask me where you at I try to channel you in hopes that I could steer you back But it's like every intersection we just missed each other You got your fans waiting tell me you ain't 6 feet under And tell me that you're coming back and you just took a break Maybe I blamed you for everything that was my mistake In hindsight I loved your rawness and I loved your edge 'Cause it was you who talked me down from jumping off the ledge Your earrings bamboo, your long nails too Your BMW every time you came through You was the brave heart You stole Wayne heart You never switched it up You played the same part But I needed to grow And I needed to know Were there some things inside of me that I needed to show? So I just deaded you Left you in all black But dear old Nicki Please call back You told me you'd come when I needed you And you said it so sweetly I believed you But I'm standing here calling I can't see you But I am holding you, holding you, holding you to that Yo, did I chase the glitz and glamour Money, fame and power 'Cause if so that will forever go down my lamest hour I should've kept you with me getting at them nameless cowards There was no match for you, couldn't defeat your powers I had to make them changes, I hope you understood You see for every bad, I did a ton of good But you was underground, and I was mainstream I live the life now, that we would daydream My only wish is you come enjoy it with me Get on them conference calls, go meet the lawyers with me The money came, yeah, tripled and quadrupled it But I still miss us when we was just on some stupid shit And it's still fuck the media They ridiculed you, never believed in you They just deaded you Left you in all black But dear old Nicki Please call back You told me you'd come when I needed you And you said it so sweetly I believed you But I'm standing here calling I can't see you But I am holding you, holding you, holding you to that And yes I'm holding you, holding you, holding you And, yes I'm holding you, holding you, holding you And yes I'm holding you, holding you, holding you To that And yes I'm holding you, holding you, holding you And, yes I'm holding you, holding you, holding you And yes I'm holding you, holding you, holding you To that

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