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We used to be friends, we used to be lovers |
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We used to find happiness in each other |
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Now I'm on a roll shaking these hands |
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Girls in the club loud as they can |
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Whatever |
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I don't know, I'm a rapper, right, so I'm |
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Whatever |
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In the eighth grade I was nothing much |
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I'm still nothing 'cause I'm fucking up |
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No lights on you yet, hyped on my music |
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Told 'em'you can see it when I'm rapping, the pain sets |
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It never passed like a crash dummy |
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Stop this rap, dummy, you probably got your mic with your dad's money |
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Actually I bought it myself |
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Spent every weekend alone, mom's under a spell |
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In my cave with a page, wasn't taught how to mix |
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Wasn't brought up, I was cut up in the sticks |
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Being stoned didn't matter, I didn't get fazed |
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Now I'm thinking should I, should I get blazed? |
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Raved, raged in a haze but I stay where I stay so one day I can make it in the game |
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But the game ain't fair so I cheated on her |
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No I sleep alone, damn, I should've'in a van with my band, not fearing a ride |
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I'm messed up, I fessed up, I'm guilty |
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My head's fucked, I let love just kill me |
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So guess what? I know what fulfills me' |
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We used to be friends, we used to be lovers |
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We used to find happiness in each other |
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Now I'm on a roll shaking these hands |
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Girls in the club loud as they can |
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We used to send texts, late night chatter |
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Now it's just sex because I'm a rapper |
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It's kinda sad, not gonna lie |
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But I hope you'll forgive me tonight |
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I do shows in different states now |
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It's kinda funny how hoes and shows can be replaced now |
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I write every single day when I break down |
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Damn, I even cry when I lay down |
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Thinking about you, not thinking about me |
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Talked to a few girls, mind's getting cloudy |
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I'm such a heartbreaker prick |
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Better start thinking y'all who I started this with |
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So thank you to me, you welcome, middle finger, see it, it's healthy |
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Never will achieve when I'm wealthy |
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I'm better when I'm free, no, man, no help needed |
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I asked y'all for a hand and a push but you all had your hand on the booth |
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But damn, you the truth, my band and my dudes are my family, too |
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So jump off of the wagon, it's full |
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So jump off of the wagon, it's full |
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Fuck y'all, jump off of the wagon, it's full |
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So jump off of the wagon, it's full |
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One, two, three |
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We used to be friends, we used to be lovers |
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We used to find happiness in each other |
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Now I'm on a roll shaking these hands |
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Girls in the club loud as they can |
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We used to send texts, late night chatter |
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Now it's just sex because I'm a rapper |
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It's kinda sad, not gonna lie |
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But I hope you'll forgive me tonight |