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I've been tryna switch positions, but been met with opposition by you You 5'2" but you always standin' up to my moves I never get it, you have points of true contentions 'fore I said It's been a party since you left, me, myself and [?] Make a couple show tunes, a couple songs to show you I'm way too fuckin' anxious to be seen around these locals They ask me why I never make some hopeful shit, like I can't really lose nothing 'cause All I really got is time You don't have to call me crazy As long as I can call you mine As long as I can take my time As long as the week and [?] and the peacе we keep take me off your mind You don't, you don't havе to call You don't, you don't have to call You don't, you don't have to call You don't have to call on me (Hello?) Please, can someone get me out of here? It feel like something too counterproductive in the atmosphere or stratosphere, it's bad in here I prolly fucked up once again but what is fuckin' up if up is just a place we fuckin' in? It doesn't end, it doesn't end You prolly got another friend He tell you he'll be there for you if I tell you I'm done with it Letras de cancionesWhat's up with him? I guess we cool I prolly try to fight him and get jumped by all your dudes, like Pull up with my goons, he wouldn't mind, I assume In the room for weak, it turnin' cheap, that shit weak Think anotha' brotha' could suffice like me? Nah Think you tweakin', marijuana too much reefa Shouldn't it be important to the pain of [?] And I ain't wanna be, but, see, this dude made my woman a cheata' I'm not the one to brag or boast My psyche begun and for fun he keep told I am not the one who play the game like most Those who can't be close, I learned a lot from my folks Eyes tightened, needed less because less is more You don't have to pop 'cause I'm at the [?] and slide on folk And that's just how it is and it forever go 'Cause if you play the field and they treat you like another You ain't have to feel like this [?] I got a [?] finna rap on Logic Pro X I bypass my feelings and then I don't respect So what you expect? Get that next, yes I took her to the gas station just to get some gas, mate It was day and I'm outside all day, I'ma pass out Yeah, this shit just make me feel like at my damn daddy's crack house Last night, it was a true fright He was mentally here, he's about to commit suicide But I stopped him then I saw my tracks again Then I slapped him, then I made it back again He's a good man, I just want my damn friend Every night for many months, yeah, this shit would never end Every night for many months, yeah, this shit would never end Every night for many months, yeah, this shit would never end From Letras Mania