| Your love is my rehab
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| Few times up on a Wednesday
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| Hell yeah, hear my friends' advice
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| But I don’t hear what my friends say
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| Yeah, young man lookin' for the Jumpman
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| Tryna say good and livin' in
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| Feelin' like young J, tryna make Blueprint
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| Used to have reason, on my old laptop
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| But never still produce it
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| Used to gettin' clean cuts,
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| Tryna make a little movement
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| T Jazz, Henry, okay
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| Niggas in my whip lookin' so bae
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| Rap carpool karaoke
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| Miss Cool’s like, «Annie are you okay?»
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| You had just turned 21
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| I was 19, naive, very young
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| Gettin' high, eatin' Chinese, gettin' drunk
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| You let me on but you never used to let me come but let me come
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| Love is my rehab
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| Few times up on a Wednesday
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| Hell yeah, hear my friends' advice
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| But I don’t hear what my friends say
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| Yeah, yeah, virgin, uh
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| Virgin, I was still a virgin
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| Tryna do theory and we dropped Rehab
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| I was still learnin'
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| Runnin' from the bayless, tryna get playlist
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| Say I’m too urban then I made a banger
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| Then I lost grammar
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| Couldn’t make it to to the surface
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| Kells didn’t think it was right
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| I didn’t think at the time
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| Just gettin' into this life
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| Heard he was prayin' and prayin'
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| And prayin' and prayin' 'til I was big time
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| Then Prince started turnin' to intuition
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| It’s was either this, drop or go prison
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| Suck a little bit when nobody saw the vision
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| You know what it is, you the only one who listened, yeah
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| Love is my rehab
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| Few times up on a Wednesday
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| Hell yeah, hear my friends' advice
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| But I don’t hear what my friends say
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| Daddy, daddy doing work
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| Mama, mama doing church
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| Copper, preaches doing birds
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| Couple exes doing worse
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| I don’t need your jealousy, yeah
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| I don’t need your therapy, yeah
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| 'Cause love is my rehab
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| Few times up on a Wednesday
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| Hell yeah, hear my friends' advice
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| But I don’t hear what my friends say |