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Before pretending it never happened

Now here we are
Months have passed
Seasons lapsed
We always fight about it
You find a way to bring it up every time

down the road
Making grown man moves you got to hold yo own

They only around when you up bro crop them out
I'm 10 toes 72 months I'll knock it out

So

and I know

Six months ago, couldn't let go, blowing my phone up in Manayunk
And I know that you said you want to talk about it
And I know somethings off

We could call it love but we don't need a name for it
Putting labels on it would just make it all boring
Just a couple months ago you and I swore that

I lost my lil brother to suicide seven months after I tried to kill myself
Niggas went insane
I made aftermath, and still felt like I say enough

This about the fifth or sixth time you gave me hope
You told me you'd never let me go and in one month 
That you'd propose and we'd be checking off our

Six months in
Don't know what I had expected
To see
But I anticipated much more than this
I thought I would see much more than this
But I didn't

And I'm not happy
If instead of wasting words
We were wasteful with our being
Come be wasteful with your body with me
Weeks becoming months, babe
Months can

being too open (yeah)

I got too much on my mind this shit ain't regular
And I ain't slept in months tell baby hit my cellular (Aye Hahaha)
I hit the gas

Days are gone
And nights are passed
Weeks a go
And months and years
You show me your love
You gave me your world
I never knew that
I am in love
I was

They ain't solid
Have em bleeding
For a month
Bitch I'm serious
I'll kill em
Then go lay down
On a bunk
I been trapping
I ain't tripping
Keep my name

Hey there, stranger
I don't know you
But I want to
What's your age?
How are you doin'?
Where're you from?
Maybe we need a month or two
To get to know

racks (show me)
Three months later, you were stripping, bitch show me your rolex (haha)
Bitch you failing math, how you gon tell me that you count up

the blade
Feel like nine months pregnant cause these boys they be my sons
Still im not the one
Im just gettin paid
All the time that bag on me ima always get

months, and I wish I could say I didn't care
But what else am I supposed to do
I bet you didn't know you put me in that place
I bet you didn't know all

Whole hood love me I get this how thumping the run up to me 
Like the fist of the month
Weed to loud you can not turn it down 
This shit right here

I just woke up
Like 15 minutes ago
Not even
And this studio session at 3
Ian been inna booth in 9 months
I can't believe I took this long
I'm too

Sometimes I have to wait for hours
Sometimes I have to wait for days
Sometimes I have to wait for weeks
Sometimes I have to wait for months

I'll

It hasn't rang in months
Staring out the window
I didn't notice the storm

And I can hear you
It's haunting sense in mind
I still feel your breath

Dam girl what you want
I hit you I hit you I hit you
We aint talked a month
Don't miss you Don't miss you Don't miss you
You know when we fucked
Aint

See I was talking to this girl for about month
She was pretty, she was smart, man she was fun
And every time she came through we hit off
Ain't seen

been three years since she tore you up
And you still talk every couple months
But you can't drive through her town
Always lookin' around
For her stupid

I used to be your only fan
Now every month you make like 40 grand
A pedestal can be a cage
But I see what these people pay

I see you bought that

on Grammy's hand
Trying to channel her pain
I've never been back your grave
7 Months went by, that's crazy

I even brought the Bible to the hospital
But I was