| Sayonara to the lonely ones
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| I remember everything was only fun
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| Now we can’t talk without a loaded gun
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| Wish that I was talkin' with the homie’s son
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| A lotta wishes, but no wishin' wells
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| Nineteen years old, still kiss and tell
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| I’m a child in my mind still
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| Always «I can’t», now it’s «I will»
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| Okay, I promise I’ma do it right
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| And take a chance, I know it’s do or die
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| They shot, bruh we miss you
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| We gon' make it in a bit so don’t you worry 'bout the issues
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| We gon' get through it
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| We gon' get through it
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| Friend A outta place, addin' stress to it
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| Live a dream with the team, make the best music
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| Sellin' out shows, get the set movin'
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| Hey Momma, hope you still believin'
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| We lost hope for a little so we could cope with grievin'
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| Hail Mary in Heaven, I know she watchin' over
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| I was so upset I couldn’t offer closure
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| The last thing she told me
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| Was sayin' I know you got it
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| And I was questionin' God, like what’s he really plottin'
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| He took my grandma to Heaven to finally end the pain
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| She became an angel, now she waitin' up in Heaven’s gates
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| Sayonara to the lonely ones
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| And sayonara to the broken ones
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| And sayonara, I been overrun
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| My emotions really owe me one
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| This has been My Mind
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| See you later, ah ha, ha, ha |