| Feeling like woah
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| Feeling like damn
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| Feeling let go
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| Feeling like ghosts
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| Feeling like both
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| Feeling like I can’t find the reason
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| And I can’t find the pieces
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| And I don’t wanna leave it
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| Ain’t nobody cheating
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| What I gotta do to make you believe it?
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| I wouldn’t lie to you
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| Girl that’s a try to me
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| Why you gotta lie to me?
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| Acting like you trust me
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| You don’t really trust me. |
| you just wanna vibe with me
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| Fuck around and ride with me
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| Fuck around and die with me
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| Not a either or, not a even pour
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| I can’t say forever. |
| I’m not even sure
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| I just take it day by day
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| Most these bitches pay to play
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| I ain’t come to save the day
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| And you ain’t never need a thing
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| Type of chick that need a ring
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| Type of chick that be a cane
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| Hold me up and I’ma hold you down
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| Yeah fuck the sevens. |
| I’ma cop the pound for ya
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| Show me something, I’ma stick around for ya
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| And ya walls… I’ma knock 'em down for ya
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| Switch the sound for ya
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| Just hold me down
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| Feeling like woah
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| Feeling like damn
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| Feeling let go
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| Feeling like ghosts
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| Feeling like both
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| Feeling like
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| Feeling like
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| Feeling like woah
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| Feeling like damn
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| Feeling let go
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| Feeling like ghosts
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| Feeling like both
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| Feeling like I can’t find the reason
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| And I can’t stop the grieving
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| And I can’t stop you leaving
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| Not what you needed. |
| I can’t believe it
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| I need a blunt rolled
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| Grabba leaf with the loud pack
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| Raw paper like Kinkos
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| Lost love where you found that
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| I been looking for you with the lights out
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| All these feelings gotta write down
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| Can’t speak out
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| Introverted, not assertive
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| So concerned with how to word it
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| You don’t even know the burden
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| Whole time you been hurting
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| Need ya trust but gotta earn it
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| I be quick to go and burn it
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| I don’t wait to see the verdict
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| Please forgive me girl I’m learning
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| Just for you, don’t ever worry
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| Got forever, ain’t no hurry
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| All I see is you. |
| my vision blurry
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| You the one but it’s still early
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| I’m still earning, still burning, still sipping like I’m still hurting
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| But I’m onto something else… onto something better
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| You my only help… you my one Coretta
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| Mamacita, you could hold the heater
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| Mrs. Everything and everything is even
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| Yeah
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| But I guess things change
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| Things change. |
| things change
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| Feeling like woah
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| Feeling like damn
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| Feeling let go
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| Feeling like ghosts
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| Feeling like both
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| Feeling like
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| Feeling like |