| Warm sheets and colder days
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| I’m on the grind like rollerblades
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| My part-time heart drive you crazy
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| Got no excuse, just a lot of pain
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| Shit take time. |
| I’m tired of wasting
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| Want real life and conversation
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| I fell in love
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| Jumpstart my day, thirty something my waist
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| If I bust down these chains, would you tell me behave?
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| I’m gone before I say this, my friends wanna be famous
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| Like God damnit I hate this, tell my mama I made it (yeah)
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| If I don’t get away I be balling
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| Not the hoop and chain, I be falling
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| But you my saving grace, so I’m calling
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| Like darlin', I’m all in
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| You still wonder where we went wrong
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| So you keep on prying (prying)
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| You know I don’t like this (you know I don’t like this)
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| 'Cos the truth is I’m the one who’s at fault
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| Leaning on my vices, you should let some light in |