| Yeah I’m barebones in a coffeehouse aye,
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| Running through my thoughts as I think about what to say,
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| She the type of girl to grind & make her own way
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| Don’t know if she even noticed me the other day
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| I’m in the coffeehouse just thinking too much about my past,
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| Another rainy day is going by it’s going fast,
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| This girl don’t have no name but I’m just too afraid to ask
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| I ain’t scared of nothing flex my bape but I don’t hear back,
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| She so pretty she don’t know it she a star yeah,
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| She not impressed when I go skrt off in my car yeah,
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| I try to grind and make my way into her heart yeah,
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| I’m still juggin' on the west end like I was a heartthrob,
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| Tryna get her attention with all this shit I bought,
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| Got a fendi got a bape got some polo socks,
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| Other females in this town yeah they give me top,
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| I get every girl except the one I want,
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| Kill me slowly yeah,
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| I never asked for,
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| All the hurt you caused,
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| While I’m dead on the floor,
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| You don’t know what you’re doing to me
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| And I’m working my hardest and counting and this guap,
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| Time is money so I went and coped a Gucci watch,
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| I ain’t really feelin all this shit I’m missing you,
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| Smoke a little and I always end up texting you,
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| You don’t really care about me or what I do,
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| I’m tryna make this work but you don’t see my point of view.
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| And all these words I talk you always say it isn’t true,
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| I just say fuck it I don’t know what to do,
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| Go and waste a couple stacks on designer shoes,
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| Go and smoke a bunch of dope it’s a constant loop
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| Chillin' in some vintage smoking in the fucking coupe,
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| Im working so hard and it don’t mean shit to you,
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| Hopping to conclusions like a kangaroo
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| But honestly this shit was so over due,
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| And fuck all this sadness cuz I’m just through with you
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| Said fuck all this sadness cuz I’m just through with you
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| You don’t really care that im sad yeah,
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| You just wanna help my count my bands yeah
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| You don’t really care that im sad yeah,
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| You just wanna help my count my bands yeah.
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| Kill me slowly yeah,
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| I never asked for,
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| All the hurt you caused,
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| While I’m dead on the floor,
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| You don’t know what you’re doing to me |