Oh, the workout for Round 2

Chain, bought it
Chanel, she got it
Ring, copped it
I shoulda' never took you to the Louis V store
Shopping sprees on Rodeo
Eat steak and shrimp at Carol Lynn
King crab legs at Pappadeaux

All I ever asked was can you not blow up my phone when I'm in my zone
All I ever asked was can you just keep it real?
Sit home and chill
We never used to have an issue
Fly to the A
Roll a blunt and vibe all night
Two or three drinks of Gin, that's right
Told my niggas you could be my wife

So don't think I'm running game, running game
Don't want you feeling lonely
But I can't change
If you love me, you gotta show me
Pay attention like you kowe me, yeah
Girl, swear I ain't running game, running game

Every night that you're on my mind
I hit your line, offense
I need some points for that
'Cause I never come back to bae
You tellin' me to do the most to make this happen
And I've been workin', double-taskin'
Know I'm really takin' action
Say I'm selfish when I spend
But I take care of you and your friends
So how that work?
Swear that you're here to support
When I drop a song, you don't post it (how that work?)
For this to work, we need an even love
And all the shit you talkin', back it up, so

So don't think I'm running game, running game
Don't want you feeling lonely
But I can't change
If you love me, you gotta show me
Pay attention like you owe me, yeah
Girl, swear I ain't running game, running game

I shoulda never
Oh, the workout for Round 2
We got London on da track