| You used to hit my phone to make a dick appointment
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| Used to tell me he was nothing but a disappointment
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| Used to watch him suffer for your own enjoyment
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| And he would send you checks for nothing like its unemployment
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| Back to the streets I roam like Caesar’s home
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| I sleep alone don’t need a throne to each his own
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| She’s cold my sheets cold I dream alone
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| Invested in her but now she’d rather be alone
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| I keep a black rose that in the back of a black Rolls
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| That I use like a black hearse no church just black clothes
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| Hold up, I lay back and took the last sip
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| I told her my dick taste like the last bitch
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| Pic reveal, this shit is real
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| And if these drugs don’t kill me I swear these bitches will
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| Your picture on my window sill I just get the chills
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| But somethings missin' from the picture still
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| Layin' in this bed I don’t even sleep
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| Summer come around we don’t even speak
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| Say you goin' away I don’t even reach ya
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| Seven day love got me feelin' weak
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| Oh lord
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| Oh lord, oh lord, oh lord
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| Oh lord
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| I used dream about her even fiend about her
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| Bad bitches she got a team around her
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| I was the plug when she needed power
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| I show up and her leaning like the Pisa tower
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| Life’s a bitch and you can’t
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| Then she broke my heart and left a band-aid
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| I wish we fell in love with our eyes closed
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| Say the word and I’m a show up with the blindfolds
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| Flexin', you always flexin' fuck all your exes
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| You in the baller section tryna teach us all a lesson
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| So I don’t bother calling you don’t bother textin'
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| Ironically I think I get the message
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| Hey
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| I haven’t heard from you in a while
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| I just want to say
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| I just pray that you stay safe
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| Layin' in this bed I don’t even sleep
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| Summer come around we don’t even speak
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| Say you goin' away I don’t even reach ya
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| Seven day love got me feelin' weak
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| Oh lord
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| Oh lord, oh lord, oh lord
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| Oh lord
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| Layin' in this bed I don’t even sleep
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| Summer come around we don’t even speak
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| Say you goin' away I don’t even reach ya
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| Seven day love got me feelin' weak
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| Oh lord
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| Oh lord, oh lord, oh lord
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| Oh lord |