| (Hey Carter, so i’ll see you after school?
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| In your dreams…)
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| She say she love me how I love her too
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| I can’t fathom getting back with you
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| We got history that’s old news
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| I can’t stop thinking about youuuu
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| Youuuu
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| Don’t get me started
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| I was kind hearted
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| Till this bitch broke my heart and turned me to a artist
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| I mean I was a artist but that was inspiration
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| When I tango with the mic it’s like a conversation
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| I mean the back and forth is effortless
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| And shawty she a snack, little lower where the beverage is
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| We be in the poor mans double R, smoking and fucking off
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| Then nodding off, then waking up, then pouring up, then nodding off
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| And that’s all nice and so good
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| But I treat that like backwoods
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| I rather not but I would
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| But that don’t mean that I should
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| I got time to blow
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| I can’t waste my nights
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| I got fire flows
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| These beats catch alight
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| I can’t find your soul
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| Guess that’s not for me, I got options now
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| They all hot for me. |
| and you ain’t the only one
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| She say she love me how I love her too
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| I can’t fathom getting back with you
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| We got history that’s old news
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| I can’t stop thinking about youuuu
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| Youuuu
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| Yeah
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| You did me dirty, no repercussions
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| Like all for nothing, like now it’s all or nothing
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| Like I’ma get this money, snap about it, tweet about it
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| Act like I don’t know you bitches
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| You lack ambition
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| I bet I find you where I last left you
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| That’s a premonition
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| But I ain’t hating baby God bless you
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| It’s always sunny in my little bubble
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| Left the liq, now it’s wine with bubbles
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| She know she finer than a mother
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| Got her ass from her mother
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| And I smash on the gas when that ass call me over
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| And I know she trouble
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| But I’m still at her crib like on the double
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| I’m talking Barney Rubble
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| That mean I’m coming through, rocks on me
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| I got a rock for you if you down to rock with me
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| We could just talk or maybe exchange top
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| Cause mama you got shit these bitches just can’t top
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| So shorty just do you and bet you they just watch
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| She say she love me how I love her too
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| I can’t fathom getting back with you
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| We got history that’s old news
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| I can’t stop thinking about youuuu
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| Youuuu |