| I just cried into a shirt I could never afford last year
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| My Drake problems make problems
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| But it’s really how I’m feeling here
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| I guess at least my work is working, right?
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| I think people like me better when I’m hurt inside
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| They say «it's not you»
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| When they hope I’m alright
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| But their eyes probably rolled at the first line
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| I like cool shirts, I like cold rings
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| I want a big house but I’m hiding
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| I think I’m halfway there but my heart feels upset
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| So what’s the point of being great
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| If I’m great alone
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| If you need me now
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| I’ll be there somehow
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| I’ll pick you up, we can ride
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| I’ll fly away like I’ve got my own airline
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| I’ll take you with me, we can ride
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| I’ll probably die in my apartment I couldn’t afford last year
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| Yeah, come on my Drake problems sound thoughtless
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| But it’s all brand new and I promise I’ll be really honest
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| When I’m getting all the guts to say that
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| I haven’t had a day off since my blue hair
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| And I combat how the pressure feels
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| I should call my parents more just to say that I will be okay
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| So they don’t worry everyday
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| I like cool shirts, I like cold rings
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| I want a big house but I’m hiding
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| I want a brain that doesn’t hate me
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| I wanna see my stupid fucking friends
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| Save me
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| If you need me now
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| I’ll be there somehow
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| I’ll pick you up, we can ride
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| I’ll fly away like I’ve got my own airline
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| I’ll take you with me, we can ride
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| I’m highkey and lowkey as hell
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| You diva, I just wanna see ya'
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| I’m highkey and lowkey as hell
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| You’re a sweetheart, don’t wanna be apart
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| I’m highkey and lowkey as hell
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| You diva, I just wanna see ya'
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| I’m highkey and lowkey as hell
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| You’re a sweetheart, don’t wanna be apart |