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(Verse) Crib to the stu to the plane Plane to the Lambo dealer Gotta go Cause i don’t feel ya Lately gone cause i see the real ya Take a trip up to the moon How many girls in my room Can’t go or else i’ll meet my doom All good zay look around Gotta a few shordies up in town Can’t love or make a sound Gotta drink or else i’m feeling down Last night i slept on the ground Tonight she sleep in a gowned Gotta girl i know she been down In the streets we keeping all them rounds L.A know we had to go fight Thought about nights Where we had to sell white I made it out striving And shout out to ice My brother for life I promise we got it No matter the struggle You know that we poppin You know that we got em They love when i’m droppin But I do know one thing though Women they come they go Saturday, through Sunday, Monday Monday through Sunday, yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then I'll sit my drunk ass on that runway On this one way Two-thirty, baby, won't you meet me by The Bean? Too early, maybe later you can show me things You know what it is, whenever I visit Windy city, she blowin' me kisses, no Thirty degrees, way too cold, so hold me tight Will I see you at the show tonight? (Verse 2) I miss all her kisses I miss all her lovin She thought i was cheating We always be f**ken I can't have relations If i never trust em I need all my distance Don’t care about image I need the consistence Im catching these feelings No matter the distance Im always gon feel it Im always gon feel it Send a text it goes green Why she switch on the team When you had me in between Back in 2018 Never thought i fall in love Never thought that i would trust My hearts a gun I had to let it bust I guess my past is always rough I promise that i’ll make it out Time to go and take it out Back stabbed rake it out Trapped away Save her now Not a game Won’t play her now I love her to death Can’t ever let go Can’t ever let go But I do know one thing though Women they come they go Saturday, through Sunday, Monday Monday through Sunday, yo Maybe I'll love you one day Maybe we'll someday grow 'Til then I'll sit my drunk ass on that runway On this one way Two-thirty, baby, won't you meet me by The Bean? Too early, maybe later you can show me things You know what it is, whenever I visit Windy city, she blowin' me kisses, no Thirty degrees, way too cold, so hold me tight Will I see you at the show tonight?
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