| Do you still scroll through them texts messages
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| This Henny got me thinking bout the things that you said
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| It was real
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| For real
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| Up for three weeks
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| Feeling half past dead
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| Sitting here reflecting
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| On what’s in my head
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| And how I feel
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| For real
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| I’m running low so don’t play with my time
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| I’m searching but it’s nothing left to find
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| Send out a call but no one’s on the line
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| So if you want it please make up your mind
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| Please make up your mind
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| I don’t wanna lose myself loving you, loving you
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| I don’t wanna lose myself loving you, loving you
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| You know everything cause I put it in my songs
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| If I tell you that I’m working, I ain’t out doing you wrong
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| I got too much on my plate to add some shit that I don’t need
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| I ain’t asking you for space just some room to fucking breathe
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| But I can’t stress myself by tryna prove my fucking love
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| I stand up, say «I had enough»
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| She stand up «boy you think you tough»
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| Take my phone, search what you want
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| «Who's this bitch?""Girl that’s my mom»
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| «Who's this woman?""Girl that’s my aunt»
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| I could be a lame nigga, that’s what you want
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| See you want me to be a pretty liar so bad
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| But I can’t fuck with karma cause she always comes back
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| So call me every name you can find in the book
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| But don’t try to discredit every chance that I took
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| I’m running low so don’t play with my time
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| I’m searching but it’s nothing left to find
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| Send out a call but no one’s on the line
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| So if you want it please make up your mind
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| Please make up your mind
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| I don’t wanna lose myself loving you, loving you
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| I don’t wanna lose myself loving you, loving you
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| I don’t wanna lose myself, I don’t wanna lose myself
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| I don’t wanna lose myself, y-y-self
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| I don’t wanna lose myself, I don’t wanna lose myself
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| I don’t wanna lose myself, I don’t wanna lose myself
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| I don’t wanna lose myself, I don’t wanna lose myself
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| I don’t wanna lose myself, I don’t wanna lose myself |