| By the time I woke up, she was already gone
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| How can you love me, if I’m alone
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| Here I go on a road I never been on
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| And I’m leaving you for everything you did wrong
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| I don’t wanna go back to that same place
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| Replay memories that I erased
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| It’s too bad, I’m irate
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| I’ve been getting real high at a high rate
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| My mom said she coming this Friday
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| Until then Im’a fly away
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| I don’t want her to see me like I am now
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| This is Nostra, this is Devil’s playground
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| Pop a pill, play around take her down
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| Until shes making sounds
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| I usually stay around
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| A couple pounds and some lean
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| A couple nightmares and some dreams
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| It ain’t what it seems
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| I know, you can’t understand me
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| And I don’t really care
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| If you can’t stand me
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| Two grams in my L, a bitch in my bed
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| I’ll Prolly go to hell, won’t be with you instead
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| For my ex if she wishing me well
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| You can listen and tell
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| Verse 2 (Boo Bonic)
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| Aye I can’t help it that sometime I get a chick
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| But like her friend, better
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| How I’m doing, I’ve been better
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| Enough said, Thin letter
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| Can’t help who you fuck with
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| Can’t choose who you stuck with
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| Like huh who she come from
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| Wonder who I end up with
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| My homies think it’s fly yeah
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| Me too but it jam though
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| Always get a little tricky
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| When you fuck the fam though
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| Oh, that’s fucked up
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| I pray no karma
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| Incase im draped in armor
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| Plus both are nice, Fuck on the other hand though
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| Pop that, got ammo
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| She a soldier, I’m in camo
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| A range of bad bitches, but they boxed in like
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| Land rov-er, did it occur, I’m that nigga
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| Fuck with her, keep shit 1, zero zero per
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| Add that cent, bitch is you bent, huh
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| I know, you can’t understand me
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| And I don’t really care
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| If you can’t stand me
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| Two grams in my L, a bitch in my bed
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| Prolly go to hell, won’t be with you instead
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| From my ex if she wishing me well
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| You can listen and tell
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| Verse 3 (Ricky Hil)
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| It’s dark out by the time I step out
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| I’m really losing it now
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| Pain pills sleeping pills and tussin
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| I’ve been abusing it now
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| And you don’t know, how i’ve died
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| A million times, by your side
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| And if we try, and if we lose
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| How will I fight, past the bruise
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| Baby I know, that you’re loose
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| Baby I know what to do with you
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| You don’t even know what to do with me
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| Every pretty broad had their way with me
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| Baby I’m thin, running thin here I go again
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| If they even really know
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| They’d let a mutha fucka in
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| I know, you can’t understand me
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| And I don’t really care
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| If you can’t stand me
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| Two grams in my L, a bitch in my bed
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| Prolly go to hell, won’t be with you instead
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| From my ex if she wishing me well
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| You can listen and tell |