| I been so down on my luck and stuff ain’t lookin' up
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| I need somethin' that’s takin' me higher
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| And maybe I’m outta touch in a rush
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| And life been kickin' my butt but that ignited the fire
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| And maybe it’s when I’m spillin' my guts
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| Know you don’t trust me or love me, you steady you call me a liar
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| Or maybe you really hate me, you can’t be
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| I need for somethin' to save me 'cause, little baby, I’m tired
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| Yeah
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| How you gon' dump me and then leave wit' my hoodie?
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| And you ain’t comin' back, give me back my hoodie
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| And now you tryna make a scene at the movies
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| You really wanna act, bitch, we at the movies
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| I want my money back, I’m leavin' for goodie
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| And I get aggy, don’t even wanna be here
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| And you get mad 'cause you don’t even wanna leave here
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| And now it’s bad 'cause we ain’t even seen the previews
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| And now she mad, takin' shit to social media
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| And I just need you to tell me how you feelin'
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| And I just need you to come at me wit' real shit
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| Botherin' people 'cause we fightin' in the dark, yeah
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| We ain’t gotta leave but we gon' sit a seat apart (Yeah)
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| Uh, tears in the bucket of fuck-its
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| Fightin' and fuckin' and tusslin' and fightin' and fuckin'
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| Lovin', lovin' unless you lucky
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| I fuck wit' you because you real and you beautiful
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| But still, starin' at the screen only thinkin' how I feel
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| For real
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| I wanna share my popcorn wit' you
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| 'Cause I won’t eat the whole thing
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| But you still got an issue
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| And I been tryna sip yo' drink, meet the kid in the middle
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| But naw, movie over, she just goes to the car
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| Pull off, she drove, didn’t open the door
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| So cold, outside
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| And ya boy need a ride
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| Oh God, it’s really a problem
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| And I’m so tired of
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| I been so down on my luck and stuff ain’t lookin' up
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| I need somethin' that’s takin' me higher
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| And maybe I’m outta touch in a rush
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| And life been kickin' my butt but that ignited the fire
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| And maybe it’s when I’m spillin' my guts
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| Know you don’t trust me or love me, you steady you call me a liar
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| Or maybe you really hate me, you can’t be
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| I need for somethin' to save me 'cause, little baby, I’m tired
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| Yeah, I’m tired, baby
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| Hey, how you gon' leave wit' yo number on my phone bill? |
| (Bill)
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| Look inside yo' wallet you got one bill (Bill)
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| Never got a job but you want chill (Chill)
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| Girl, that shit is unreal (Unreal)
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| I’m feelin' a little sluggish
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| You think I’m entertainin' all the rubbish
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| It’s a no from me, dawg
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| I guess I gotta let you free fall
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| Flippin' through my shit like we in a gym, naw
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| I’m talkin' my shit 'cause I’m off the Hen', dawg
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| If I, uh
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| There ain’t nothin' left to admire
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| I been listenin' to Mýa like woah
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| Don’t you let the love turn to pyro
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| How you let it drag on? |
| Spyro
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| Goin' 'em at Matt Ryan, spirals
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| I’m seein' Z after Z after Z
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| He, wait, who after me, huh? |
| (Huh?)
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| Wait, don’t actually explain nothin', I don’t wanna know
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| I’m tired every time I come home
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| She all alone, it ain’t my fault
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| I’m livin' life, she in the dark (Yeah, yeah)
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| Ain’t got no bite, a lot of bark
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| I clear the room, so we can talk
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| I been so down on my luck and stuff ain’t lookin' up
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| I need somethin' that’s takin' me higher
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| And maybe I’m outta touch in a rush
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| And life been kickin' my butt but that ignited the fire
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| And maybe it’s when I’m spillin' my guts
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| Know you don’t trust me or love me, you steady you call me a liar
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| Or maybe you really hate me, you can’t be
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| I need for somethin' to save me 'cause, little baby, I’m tired
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| Tired (Tired)
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| That makes two of us
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| I’m a liar (Liar)
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| Where’s the truth in that?
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| I can’t figure how you run your mouth
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| You been so down on your luck, and stuff ain’t lookin' up
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| You need somethin' that’s takin' you higher
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| Maybe you’re out of touch in a rush
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| And life been kickin' your butt, but that ignited your fire
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| And baby, it’s when you’re spillin' your guts
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| You don’t trust me, love me, steady call me a liar
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| Oh baby, you really hate me, you can’t be
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| You need for somethin' to save you
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| 'Cause, little baby, you tired
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| Tired
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| Public service announcement
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| Niggas ain’t shit
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| (Niggas ain’t shit but a tongue and a dick)
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| Hey
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| (Niggas ain’t shit but a) What? |
| (And a dick)
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| Okay
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| Niggas ain’t shit but a tongue and a dick
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| (He ask me where I’m at like I owe him shit)
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| Period |