| I tell you straight up, I got a real thing for you
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| I saw you with your friends
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| And I was like, I dunno what to do
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| We took a shot at Casamigo’s
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| I had to tough it out cause I really hated tequila
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| But it feel like nothing now
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| Because this love that I feel, is crazier than crazy
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| Sometimes I dunno what I did to get your ass to date me
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| Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it’s just the energy
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| I messaged you six months ago like
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| «Yo, you wanna be friends with me?»
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| And you curved that shit, but I’m persistent and I stuck with it
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| And when I met you that night at the bar we kissed within five minutes
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| And ooo that shit was sweet
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| Sweeter than your coffee that I get you every morning
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| Even tho sometimes you exhaust me, it’s in a good way
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| Cause we having so much fun
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| We traveling we on the run girl I swear you the one
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| I often write about the shit that hurts me
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| But this time I’m writing about the shit that works for me
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| Yea
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| Everyday I get her coffee in the afternoon
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| Only time we waking up when it’s after two
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| Last night we got stoned with nothing to do
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| She said I got a lotta love and it’s just for you
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| Another day of skipping class cause she hates her school
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| I’m always tryna mess it up but she keeps me cool
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| Last night we drank wine with nothing to do
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| She said I got a lotta love and it’s just for you
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| The sweetest love is when the past doesn’t matter
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| And when we young it always ends in disaster
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| But we from the same neighborhood she live two towns away
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| So girl if you down today I wanna take you on a date
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| I’m on some real shit, whatever I say I mean it
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| We out in the East Village, cause your apartment you never clean it
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| And we getting stoned discussing life
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| Sometimes I feel a little lost but when we chillin, everything is alright
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| And even though you take up all my closet space
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| And you didn’t let me bring weed to your mom’s place
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| I still love you
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| Taking trips you always pack extra, and I pack too light
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| So you the yin to my yang
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| And when there’s darkness you the light
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| I’m tryna write you something to show you how I feel
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| It probably won’t do it justice but I still keep it real
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| And one thing’s for sure, Imma always be true
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| Through the good times and bad times I’m still here for you |