| I drop prescription pills up in my cup, these drugs tear me apart
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| I’m talking to myself alone in my room like I lost the plot
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| And every Friday, I still keep my bro LB in my duas
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| The strongest dominating character’s always been from a lot
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| And I was creeping on my BM, she was pregnant, what a arse
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| That shit got toxic, she had to leave, my daughter’s a fresh start
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| Meeting with my counsellor, she shook her head, said, «What a past»
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| Closed visits tryna dap Gutta through the glass
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| I watch my daughter grow through pictures, makes me sad but makes me laugh
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| I’m tryna chase my dream but see her once a week, that’s not enough
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| Oi, broski, fill me up 'cause I ain’t tryna feel a thing
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| How the fuck the fakest niggas always say the realest things?
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| And if I could go back in time then I would never let the devil in
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| Told my new lady, «Me and you gonna do everything»
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| I’m married to the game but I ain’t got no wedding ring
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| It’s hard to confess that that codeine my medicine
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| And if I could go back in time then I would never let the devil in
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| Told my new lady, «Me and you gonna do everything»
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| I’m married to the game but I ain’t got no wedding ring
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| It’s hard to confess that that codeine my medicine
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| I got my Styrofoam cup, mix this thing with alcohol
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| First time we fuck, don’t tell a soul, they’ll never know
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| And I turn that pussy to a waterfall
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| I make that pussy do a somersault
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| Make us argue, think you know it all
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| She said «Money can’t buy love»
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| Girl, I’m only trying once
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| I’m a thug but I need these hugs, too
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| Eat that pussy? |
| I’d love to
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| Eat that pussy like fast food
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| Think I see myself in you, I won’t put it past you
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| I watch my daughter grow through pictures, makes me sad but makes me laugh
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| I’m tryna chase my dream but see her once a week, that’s not enough
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| Oi, broski, fill me up 'cause I ain’t tryna feel a thing
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| How the fuck the fakest niggas always say the realest things?
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| And if I could go back in time then I would never let the devil in
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| Told my new lady, «Me and you gonna do everything»
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| I’m married to the game but I ain’t got no wedding ring
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| It’s hard to confess that that codeine my medicine |