I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class
Our friendship grew, we were another's half
Dropped side effect, wrecked, broken.
Atl was tipping them
When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them
Why? coz the silence had to be broken
Bitches ain't around one thou
It’ been broken, but not now
No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son
Reopened my notion of knowing im broken
On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them
I just had my fucking empathy broken
Not working. shot, choking, broken.
I pop one, you pop one
But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas
Our friendship grew, we were another's half
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