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I'm havin' a day, I'll hit you back right away I seen that were grey, I hope to God you're safe I'm havin' a busy day, I'll hit you back away I that skies were grey, I hope to God you're safe
I'm so me and my girl, she leave me for work, then leave me for school She home, I leave her for tour nudity, yeah All of this new to me, All of the when I was 17 Been catchin' up, I still feel she catch me cheating Niggas askin' me how was Knowin' I been home 2 months And I your ass like 2 times Save the like too, damn no time, social interaction Have female friends I found I tried to fuck, but I am no Now we speak, we just walk past If my past could talk, it'd probably reply to the calls after all the friendships that I can't recall, Done my heart into camouflage While the guys I used to play with Doing shit I can't endorse Now the Lord, now it really pours down Was alone then, still now
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I'm barely here, how I ain't Yeah I drift for a Forgot to reply to your But she, I been the same in your presence Counting the seconds, before I reply to message My biggest fear, is that I have to say goodbye another So I just tellin' her I'm on, hopefully prolonging this I don't need nobody new to I you to know, uuh
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Ridin' the city I'm young, I'm black, I'm I know one want to kill me They don't me but they fear me Fifteen old with the sticky gon' blame it on the marijuana Hands behind your And won't let up off the head What if I move to this one if they shootin' that shit hit? What if I run it look bad? Drawing they gun off the hip I'm probably deservin', 'cause I know serve and protect But they think I'm servin', or they think my a weapon Heard that the robber a black mask I fit the description, a.k.a. nigga, what is the Is it the name, we so divided I'm Division Clutch that purse 'cause of my Cross street 'cause I'm with my friends Curse every in Hip-Hop telling yourself it's a fad
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