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forreal, I’m a killer forreal Pamps somethin, Up-town Beezy, my brother Phone call, knock your dorm off, block hother Block her a girl pregnant and Her back
tired of the lames Who say they hother than the flames See my style put Your best work into the hall of shame Fake friends why you keep calling again
even follow eac hother now I know you like to check in on the Instagram cuz you aint see me around I know you still watch my story every day I know you
hother, And i keep a rat pack, Might send me im sinatra. We burnin, Burnin like a chimney, Rollin in the car with Kimmy, Talkin on the phone to Whitney. Im
tryna find the spark when we First set eyes on eac-hother I’ve always been the worst opening up to another When people ask what the hell happened I
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