Mail - Goodbye

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Goodbye Get high Realize That I’m fine Wake up and then Waste time Count up and then I Rewind I’m just trynna live I’m not trynna fight I’m walking round the crib Baby I’m just trynna write Do you touch bands Lil bro I’m bout mine I don’t shake hands You ain’t With my guys Lost it in my room where I’m floating round my mind Lost me way too soon stuck up in my confines U ain’t stick around too bad bitch think twice U ain’t stuck around so you can’t see me shine I might disappear if you blink twice Lost you in the rear goin on a long drive Me myself and I grippin on this hard drive It’s just me myself and I grippin on this hard drive Smokin all the time bitch I got that gas pack Hit you like a train hit you with that Amtrak Drop it on a fit then I get the bag back Bitch I’m droppin hella shit nobody gon bump that I’ve been layin Awake at night I can’t seem to get my shit together I’ve been layin Peep through the blinds Stay up makin friends with the weather Hookx2
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