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by your side
Now when you text me I never reply
I know I’ll always be your hardest goodbye
I still love you
But I can’t fuck wit you no more
I still

I can tell by the start
If I want you I don't think it through
You can tell by my heart
I don't hold back put me in your Cadillac and
Cruise it blast

Watch the days go by one by one as I decay
We stay alive riding life on the freeway
Iodine eyes see your cyanide lies
Baptized in a tide
Tie your tie

wanna press rewind
Miss hitting It from the back as I’m kissing down yo spine
While I’m gripping on yo waist run my hands thru yo braids damn
Girl who

screwing, see I never player hate, I just go about my way, ever since my ex, I Press Next, when a girl start tripping, cause half the time they cheating, but

the basement of my rents
Blowing o's of regrets up through a vent
Perplexed with, why I called it quits
Its, had me stressed
Walked around with heavy legs

bite and I can be friendly
Who wants to play with me?
Nobody that's who I'll tell you that for free
The way I flip syllables, metric and empirical
It's

right in the street
I'll tell you now, HEY, stop that press
I feel you chasing me in my dreams all through my head
Just one more song, just one more night

and empty
Just another Sunday noon sitting in my room
Seems that things in life pass by way too quick
Wish that I could jump inside all of our old pics
But

I cannot be bragging
But I made a new religion don't test me
Press kit come a lil handy
You think I'm loud you should see my family
You don't wanna

catch 'em by surprise
Chase better lives
Let's strategize
I'm tryna maximize with the guys
Look who they televise
Can't fuck with mines
I made up my mind

the loudy 


Verse 3:

The more I cycle through these nights,
part of me that fights,
Feeling fright but my heart keeps the light
Letting me know it’ll be

up to 15 missed calls last night
You can't be out here thinking that's alright
You know it's hard when you're spending time by my side
When you're

then we with it
Catch me over there with Mariah, Britney, and Sarah
They callin' me baby X cause the way that I got my hair
If it's money, that's

talking
Couple dogs on the block start barking
A mon a keep walking
Way too quick for dem nonsense ranting
Senseless chanting I'm never too stressed my

I could press my lips against yours.
But I chose to turn around -  turn the page

It’s safest there in your arms.
No need for parachutes 

I jump out

through on the road but full by cars
I should press the button on the lamp but I don't have a 3rd hands
Glows on the phone! Organization with full focus!

without a cheat
No asterisks by my chips fair and square I compete
But it's good night AB if you press me in the streets
O-Town gonna feel this
Been knowing

bitch I'm the dean no way you schoolin me
I'm actin rash I know it Britta drippin on my jewelry
This Chevy chase em down if they gon try n pull some

rap,
Switched it up, turned to a artist
She like the fit, definitely in love with the pants
You would think it was made out of carpet, ayy
Press me by

Crooklyn, session
Take it back, Black Smif-N-Wessun

Press your luck, you get stuck by Buck
For your bucks, Masta Ace, has the taste
For ducks, and duck

ain't a way to proceed when
You see what it gain
I'm pro family, still use profanity
Party time, like my damn manager's Wayne
Plannin' on damagin' things

tusslin ‘les it pertains to justice
My bo’s IPOs , we can trade in public
Became accustomed to the grind amidst the rigorous tours
The way I stitch together

Standing at this rooftop bar in Brooklyn
Staring out at the bay and
Watching the way the divine lights and signs
Of the city brighten up the night