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Shawty so far gone
Baby's off the drugs
Please don't fall in love
This world is too fucked up

Nigga look

Shawty off the deep end
She peakin, she
talk
Keep it shut like they law
I'm not involved
Unless it's you in no draws
But if I ever fall for you
I'm going ask for my heart back
If that don't
SIGN ME TO UMG

FALL IN LOVE WIT THE MADNESS
FELL IN LOVE WIT THE BADDEST
DOLPHIN DIVE OVER AVERAGE
BITCH WE THRIVE THROUGH THE SADNESS

AND THE WIFE
in the same exact way
This September imma fall like it's a fadeaway
You pray for my death, but i let that fade away
You prey on me,but you buy ya shit
my Jeans
Im gettin paper thats by any means
I flame up a wood an start bussin
Im fucking this bitch thats ya cousin
I woke up an made me a dozen
we run
outta ten
Everythin' ten outta ten, yea

I'm surrounded by these bad bitches like I'm Hugh Hefner
When I look at my roster a nigga really need a new
Pushing 90 by the lake my brudda crashing and spinning (crashing & spinning)
5 man deep inside a toy the engine light steady brimming (let's go)
And I got
WEEKND & LIL BIT)
Pensaba en ti, te anhelaba aquí
me acorde de ti, tu alado de mí
tú peleabas por mi, yo peleaba por tí
que mal es pensar que esto se acabo
sins
Nah, the boy ain't talkin' 'bout rings, ain't worried 'bout the bling
I been crowned by the King

March, madness, cuttin' down the nets
While
and The Weeknd
And then
Nigga yo' bitch chose me. Nigga yo' bitch done chose me
Nigga yo' bitch chose me. Nigga yo' bitch done chose me
Nigga yo' bitch chose me.
Okay
Back and forth working on the weekend
Tryna jump up in game like I'm leaping
Keeping life high key like The Weeknd
I aint bout the beef like I'm
and the squirt from the store
She come back wit that and bags of the dough
Now bitch imma ball, bitch imma ball
Life like the weeknd, king of the fall
Fuck
The Weeknd
It took me only thirty seconds to fall

My body's torn
You're so cold
My heart is sore from Red Bull and vodka

I cant keep this up anymore
You left
a piece, she belong in the Lourve 
The Weeknd blasting through my speakers and fall in a mood
Seatbelt fastened, while we dashin she order some food
Then we
plans for The Weeknd tryin to meet up with Selena
Thats some gasolina
Twenty for the feature
All expenses paid out of pocket
Ima reach ya
All the things
Ay I'm bout to pipe you for the weekend
Hit it three times then I doze off, fall asleep till The Weeknd
Ok I'm up now, so let me get creative
Got
nigga elite
Hop in the Clio we leave

120 we passing thru forrest
The father,the son and the spirit up on us
Blasting The Weeknd we singing the chorus
Low
like 

Friends come and go every season 
I got shorties on my line for the weekend 
She say she love it when I'm sing like I'm The Weeknd 
I told lil
At night when you lay your head
Ravestar do pills with me
Ravestar it's your fantasy
Ravestar you gotta stick by me (When you lay your head)
Ravestar
ho know I'm one of a kind
She can play hard today, by the end of the night you know I'm crackin' her spine
Might pour up a four, she thinkin' it wine
right
Worried if we make up she'll be tryna stay the night
I fall over when I'm higher than a kite
Old drug sober but my new ones get me high
Cold heart
much rhythm for this altitude
I left my best parts by the coast
And I been on my bullshit for the most
Suffocating my toasts
To better other hands that
feel like The Weeknd
No, bitch, we don't go out, we just sheet friends
Nah really, you don't wanna feel me
When my sentiments hit ceiling, you gon' wish
Slide in deine dms
Ich will das du an mich denkst
Lass uns in die stadt
Blinding lights wie bei the weeknd
Babe falls du mich nicht kennst Nenn mich

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