| That was my thick bitch, that was my bad bitch, ayy
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| You might think I’m tripping cause the way I had bitches
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| But that never ever changed, till I caught them mad feelings
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| When she let a nigga know, that this love was soul driven
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| Now it’s no chillin', no texting, I ain’t got your phone number
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| You ain’t got my new number, guess it’s been a few summers
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| Letting go, seems like the thing we gotta do right now
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| Used to do our thing, now it’s us, it’s just me right now
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| How it’s gotta be right now, I wish you could see me now
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| Where I gotta be right now, you could never go
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| I’m living in my dreams, you don’t wanna come along
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| That was my skinny bitch, that was my model bitch
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| On another planet, getting into all type of shit
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| And I love her like the sun, but the sun gotta sit
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| Some days felt that you ain’t even fucking with me
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| Yet I stuck around, cause you always held me down
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| In the hard times, struggling, dragging luggage around town
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| I was lost in the music, surround sound
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| And if I look into your eyes, I will still drown
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| In the ocean of emotion that I found when I touched down
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| Looking at you now and I know letting go is a thing
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| That we gotta do right now, that’s how it’s gotta be right now
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| I wish you could see me now, where I gotta be right now
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| You could never go, I’m living in my dreams, you don’t wanna come along
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| I guess I go alone
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| Guess I gotta be alone |