Seven Years* lyrics

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My rival (Rival)
And I ain't even do nun'
You're the one who came back sayin' you would prove somethin'
But, you never proved nothin', just that you was phony
You came with the taco truck, ain't really tryna hold me
I mean, seven years, seven years, we're in love, crunching numbers
You really thought that we would go get married by the summer
Ooh, that's sh*t's a bummer, I mean, sike
You was talking love I wasn't even sure 'bout, like
I mean f*ck all of the history, ain't mean sh*t to me
It ain't mean to sh*t to you when you did what you did to me
I thought that we was fi-i-i-ine
Now you start to feel threatened, crossing lines
Rolling up with all them [?]