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(Goodnight Darkboy)

You find a reason to make it my fault (My fault)
You take my demons and p*ss them all off
High as hell, you can catch me flying down the interstate
Smoke a finger all the way to a stinger, only way I can meditate
Cause this life is so hard
Don't know how we made it this far
Me and my n***as yeah, we finna win
Hop in that Rolls Royce with a ten
I get it lit, I'll never stop
I know these n***as, they praying I drop
Every time I come out with a win
Thought we were close, but I'm not your friend

Jump on that b*t*h like some hop-scotch (Hot)
Thinking you hot, but you not not (Yeah, yeah)
Riding around got a new chauffeur, still got a hangover
Hot, hot, thinking you hot but you not
Pull up, I'm wetting the block
I'm serving the feens, I won't ever stop
Rot, rot, yo b*t*h I'm hoping you rot
Cause I know that you is a thot thot
Hoping that I would just lock you up
Woah, counting all these bands till I turnover in my grave
Woah, counting all these bands till I turnover in my grave

You find a reason to make it my fault
You take my demons and p*ss them all off
High as hell, you can catch me flying down the interstate
Smoke a finger all the way to a stinger, only way I can meditate
Cause this life is so hard
Don't know how we made it this far
Me and my n***as yeah, we finna win
Hop in that Rolls Royce with a ten
I get it lit, I'll never stop
I know these n***as, they praying I drop
Every time I come out with a win
Thought we was close, but I'm not your friend

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