| Yeah
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| Oh oh, mm, mm
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| Lately I’ve been rolling the weed, smoke up
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| I’ve been feeling lonely since we broke up
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| Fuck it, if you’re gone, I don’t need no love
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| I’ve been so reckless, I feel so numb
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| Oh, I gotta pistol on my dresser, rolling stone on my arm
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| Fine wine, fine dimes, and the Yves Saint Laurent
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| All I want, all I want is to be who I want
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| All I want, all I want is to be who I want
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| Will we ever finish what we started?
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| Trying to balance with you is the hardest
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| Bombard her, I’m still pouring my heart out
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| I’m far from stable I’ve been dancin'
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| All these tables, bottles service
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| Platinum label on the maple
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| Fucking me is the dream
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| Where I came from
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| Where I came from
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| I’ve been dripping in my vanity
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| I’m everything I had to be
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| I lost a lot of love and now I feel it coming back to me
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| It’s coming back to me
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| It’s coming back to me
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| Will we ever finish what we started?
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| I know I left you home brokenhearted
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| Cause you don’t understand where my heart is
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| You don’t understand, this the hardest
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| But lately I’ve been
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| Lately I’ve been rolling the weed, smoke up
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| I’ve been feeling lonely since we broke up
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| Fuck it if you’re gone, I don’t need no love
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| I’ve been so reckless, I feel so numb
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| I’ve been blacked out for 'bout six days
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| I can’t think straight, fallin' over, my mink sway
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| With some bougie bitch in that pink suede
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| I was trying to get a grip 'fore I slip baby
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| I was hittin' licks, got lip, baby, can’t slip, baby
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| You know how it goes
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| I’m drippin', I’m whippin', I’m thinkin' of you
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| Yeah it’s been a while, like a minute or two
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| I’m still in the city, got villainous views
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| I’m swipin' away, hit a limit or two
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| I’m pill-poppin', no precautions
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| Just watchin' all of my dreams blossom
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| And these bitches just keep fallin'
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| And these drugs just keep callin'
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| I hate myself but I love myself
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| Then I hate myself again
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| Cause I don’t believe in much
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| Except the dollars that I spend
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| But I know it’s true
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| They won’t mean shit without you
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| They won’t mean shit without you
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| They won’t mean shit without you
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| Lately I’ve been rolling the weed, smoke up
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| I’ve been feeling lonely since we broke up
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| Fuck it if you’re gone, I don’t need no love
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| I’ve been so reckless, I feel so numb |