And my grip told me it was lonely
And i got a little big, keep it low key
To being a being and beating the back roads and being it
Pete wilson trying to see us all broke, i'm on some bullshit
Whenever i got a rhyme and feel lonely
You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three
Her heart torn and snapped and turned grey
Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play
But you hate them navel kisses
Who cares about hearts and love
You bammas like hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you
Probably sitting there so lonely with a neckbeard and a mountain dew
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