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I'm barely here, how I ain't I drift for a second Forgot to reply to message But only she, I the same 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 nobody new to miss I you to know, uuh
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through the city I'm young, I'm black, I'm I know one time want to me They don't know me but they me years old with the sticky They gon' it on the marijuana Hands your head And they won't let up off the if I move to this one state? What if shootin' that shit hit? What if I run then it look Drawing gun right off the hip I'm probably deservin', 'cause I know they serve and But they think I'm servin', or they think my cellphone's a Heard that the robber wore a mask I fit the description, a.k.a. nigga, what is the Is it the name, we so divided I'm from Clutch that 'cause of my dreadlocks that street 'cause I'm with my friends Curse every song in Keep telling yourself a fad
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