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Love Bullet
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Yo Trane
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So wasted Just sippin' some Rum Chillin' with a bad chick, huh Got plans for the night We staying up yeah Got bands so I'm throwing money up yeah Living life doing what I want Buying nice things I ain't gon' front Now n***as acting like they know me Lot of groupies saying that they love me But they don't care Nothing compares To you baby, you so special and it's not fair Every little thing remind me of you, I swear I can't get you out of my mind as hard as I try I'm overseas, I'm poppin' bottles I shouldn't be thinking about us Got hella b*t*hes in my section, yeah The DJ keep playing the same song We drinking like there's no tomorrow sh*t I just wanna drown my sorrow Now I know why they said they're breaking up It's so hard to do Love's like a bullet I can feel it in my chest It hurts every time I'm reminiscing the past Partying making memories and fake friends Smoking to forget almost the real thing Love's like a bullet I got hit right in the chest And it hurts so bad I'm trynna let it go I spend the night out in the city with my crew, yeah, yeah I wish I could lie in my bed next to you, you, you I'm losing sleep and I just get faded You invaded my thoughts Baby you still hitting Corners on my mind You printed on my heart like a tattoo You know that true, I'm attached to you Everyday I'm buying new sh*t I'm getting addicted to the bullsh*t But life is dark without you in it Got a b*t*h from London, she ain't you, ain't it She can't love me like you do, ain't it But she's pretty and so sweet She let me f**k she ain't salty about you, no, no I'm overseas, I'm poppin' bottles I shouldn't be thinking about us Got hella b*t*hes in my section, yeah The DJ keep playing the same song We drinking like there's no tomorrow sh*t I just wanna drown my sorrow Now I know why they said they're breaking up It's so hard to do Love's like a bullet I can feel it in my chest It hurts every time I'm reminiscing the past Partying making memories and fake friends Smoking to forget almost the real thing Love's like a bullet I got hit right in the chest And it hurts so bad I'm trynna let it go
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