Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side
Crying myself to sleep every night,
We can never be friends
I need to fucking find myself,
Eye all pink, and cut to shit,
And that's jay line i had to quote that
16 and i wanted to kill myself,
Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends
Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water
Think of myself in third person and imagine being the simple onlooker.
Wish i could shed all these tears
They asking me to be myself
I'm on deck i'm up next
They asking me to be myself
Luda moved digits after he moved bitches
Hoping to cut you down to hundred stitches
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