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I'm havin' a busy day, I'll hit you back away I seen that skies were grey, I hope to God you're I'm havin' a busy day, I'll hit you right away I seen that skies were grey, I hope to God safe
I'm so Just me and my girl, she me for work, then leave me for school She home, I leave her for tour FaceTiming nudity, All of this new to me, All of the when I was 17 catchin' up, I still feel like she catch me cheating Niggas askin' me how was Knowin' I been home 2 months And I seen ass like 2 times Save the small-talk like too, damn no time, 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 to the missed calls after all 'Cause the that I can't recall, Done turned my heart into While the guys I used to play with Doing shit that I can't Now with the Lord, now it really pours Was alone then, still now
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I'm here, how I ain't present I drift for a second Forgot to to your message But only she, I been the in your presence the seconds, before I reply to your message My fear, is that I have to say goodbye another time 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' through the I'm young, I'm black, I'm I know one time to kill me They know me but they fear me Fifteen years old 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 What if they shootin' that shit What if I run then it bad? Drawing gun right off the hip I'm probably deservin', 'cause I know they serve and But think I'm servin', or they think my cellphone's a weapon Heard that the robber wore a black 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 that street 'cause I'm with my every song in Hip-Hop Keep telling it's a fad
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