| Sometimes, I ask my lady «Why me?»
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| «Why me though, ya narsayee?»
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| This ain’t no love song
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| Ski-ski, ski-ski, ski-ski
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| Ski, ski
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| I don’t want anybody else
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| Anybody else but you
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| I don’t want anybody else (Skrrt, yeah)
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| Anybody else but you
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| I had to get up and leave (Yeah)
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| I had to let this shit breathe
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| Emotional times, she weak
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| I can’t let the pain sink in, no speak
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| She ain’t got time for the 'Gram, she works
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| All about her brain, she study, she learns
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| Still up in the street when I met you at first
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| Girl, you hold me up and that’s down to Earth, yeah
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| Chanel for your feet, and I even thought about a wedding ring (Skrrt, skrrt)
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| I get love on the street, and I can put that on everything (On everything)
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| They see the pain in my eyes, baby girl, I’m off medicine (I'm off medicine)
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| I just spoke to slime in jail, he gotta stay positive and that’s the shit I
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| keep tellin' him
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| Codeine on my flight while I reminisce
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| Girl, I think I need to stay ahead of this
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| I had shots in my mouth like a peppermint
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| My niggas OT like terrorists
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| If I bust down a brick, that’s a homerun (Yeah)
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| Call up Poppy just to hold one
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| Bro take the line, control one
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| When I came in this game, I got no love
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| The pain ain’t lettin' me go (Uh-huh)
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| Crazy how the love dies down but the memories don’t (Mm-hmm)
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| Crazy how you spoke everyday, now you’re lettin' 'em go (Lettin' 'em go)
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| Hearts don’t break even at the end of the road
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| Now I got my weed and its rolled, oh, no (Uh-huh)
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| I don’t want anybody else
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| Anybody else but you (Yeah, I need a real one)
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| I don’t want anybody else (To be my backbone)
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| Anybody else but you (For real, for real)
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| Back then, I used to love you hard
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| You signed up for a drug dealer, not a drug user
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| And one of my toxic traits is I love too much, for real
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| But I ain’t that good at receiving it
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| And I’ma just pull out, deceiving it
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| And show you how much I been fiendin' it
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| New coupe, I look clean in it
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| Bow down and believe in it
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| In the back with the screens in here
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| Red seats, ice cream in it
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| Just pray that my princess straight by the end of my life, yeah
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| So I make sure the pack gets done by the end of the night, yeah |