| Got this flight to London, I ain’t pop no Xans for it
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| In case you was wonderin', I ain’t even plan for it
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| I just left L. A, barely caught the plane
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| Fuckin' TSA, swear a nigga ran for it
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| Ain’t used to this fame shit
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| This you-all-know-my-name-shit
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| Me, I’m just the same kid
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| That fucked around and made it
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| Fucked over my main chick
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| Damn she was the main chick
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| Thinkin' 'bout the game
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| I shouldn’t have played, but I played it
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| And now I’m missin' your love, I’ma roll up
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| I’m faded once again, I don’t know where I am
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| But I just know I’m driftin' far from you
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| I’m tryna keep my head strong, but my heart
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| Won’t just let me grow away from you
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| Don’t you know we’re driftin' off, driftin' off?
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| I know you think that it’s my fault for fallin' off
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| All this hope and disregard, driftin' off
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| I know you think there ain’t no fault, I fall apart
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| And now I’m missin' your love
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| I blame it on the distance
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| Why I’m fuckin' with these bitches
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| These numbers in my phone
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| A text pops up, she’s like, «Who is this?»
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| You probably got a mistress
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| Probably every week it switches
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| Now is this cause for concern?
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| And should I be suspicious?
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| I’m overseas trippin', a million miles away
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| And she’s still in L.A., my mom’s out in the Bay
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| And these overseas minutes add up, that’s a lot to pay
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| I can pay it, yeah I know, but it’s the excuse I say
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| She’s been tryna track me down
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| I feel like I’m cattin' now
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| Dodgin' her when she’s the one
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| I’m out here trippin', actin' wild
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| Start to wonder if I’ve changed
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| I’m like how could that be now?
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| Would these bitches be here really
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| If I wasn’t rappin' now?
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| Now tell me now
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| I’m faded once again, I don’t know where I am
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| But I just know I’m driftin' far from you
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| I’m tryna keep my head strong, but my heart
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| Won’t just let me grow away from you
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| Don’t you know we’re driftin' off, driftin' off?
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| I know you think that it’s my fault for fallin' off
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| All this hope and disregard, driftin' off
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| I know you think there ain’t no fault, that fall apart
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| And now I’m missin' your love
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| I’m just so conflicted
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| It’s been so long since we’ve kicked it
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| And I can’t lie, I’ve missed it
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| But somewhere the current shifted
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| And now I’m somewhere else
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| Far away, feel like we drifted
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| Hard to face the facts
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| I’m drinkin' to escape 'em, then get lifted
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| Get swept under a rug, 'till I’m trippin' on a pile
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| Get a change, somethin' different for a while
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| Yeah we grew apart with time
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| We ain’t kicked it in a while
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| But I still think about you now
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| Without you, see there’s differences now
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| But shit happens, how could we have known?
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| Nothin' can prepare us
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| From sleepin' at your parents, now to sold out shows in Paris
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| To parties at my hotel ashin' blunts up off my terrace
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| Tell me, how’d we ever come to live this careless?
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| Tell me now
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| I’m faded once again, I don’t know where I am
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| But I just know I’m driftin' far from you
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| I’m tryna keep my head strong, but my heart won’t
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| Just let me grow away from you
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| Don’t you know we’re driftin' off, driftin' off?
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| I know you think that it’s my fault for fallin' off
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| All this hope and disregard, driftin' off
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| I know you think there ain’t no fault, I fall apart
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| And now I’m missin' your love
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| And now I’m missin' your love |