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I don't wanna see a lot of days
I try and switch up get away
From my memories she call
My phone she say she need me
Please don't lie to me cause half
These days you really do not
Wanna talk to me I'm by my
Lonely in my whip you can't
Take off with me I'm high as
Fuck I'm off a perc but don't
Talk down to me cause she my
Therapist the only thing that's
Numbing me I'm falling out!
And nah this white girl she's
Ain't stopping me aye I don't
Wanna see a lot of days no I
Don't care about myself soo
Best watch out for me and I
Ain't saying call my phone an
Come check up on me saying
Duck down from my bullets
Out that thirty eight aye make
Them bottles spray give me a
Shot I need catch up you know

I'm always late I see my side
But she keep calling me her
Fucking babe lame Now I'm
Stuck I don't know what to
Say aye mmm hmm yeah she
Say that she my Mary Jane ya
Yeah Yeah babe I hope this
Mary Jane can get me off the
Pills cause when I'm high I'm
Not the same Mixed emotion
In my head how could I not
Complain my heads my hell
The memories I hate are on
Replay aye I don't wanna see
A lot of days no I don't care

About myself so best watch
Out for me and I ain't saying
Call my phone and come an
Check up on me I'm saying
Duck down from my bullets
Out that thirty eight ay woah
Take it slow so many places
A day that I go wasting my
Life cause I live on the road w
My scale and a gun in this mf
Snow aye I don't wanna see
A lot of days no I don't care
A bout myself so best watch
Out for me and I ain't saying
Call my phone and come check
Up on me I'm saying duck do
From my bullets out that thirty eight



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Writer(s): Andrew Miller
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