# Saturn Lee Rose
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I don't how to get rid of the empty feeling in my chest
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I don't know how to get better without making a mess
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I'm like prada, but she gone settle for guess
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I'm like Laurent Saint Yves, nigga I'm the best
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I got saturn lee rose on my mind
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I relapse taking drugs one more time
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When she smiled the whole world fucking shined
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When she laughed the whole world fucking cried
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When she left the whole world fucking died
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I'm so high
I'm so high, out my mind
I know what she been through, so I treat her like a blue
Treat her with respect, honesty, and loyalty
The day I left I felt sick, I caught the flu
The day I left I cried, cause of you
When I think about you, oh my god it ruins my mood
When you don't text me, oh my god it ruins my mood
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Yeah
I don't how to get rid of the empty feeling in my chest
Yeah
I don't know how to get better without making a mess
Yeah
I'm like prada, but she gone settle for guess
Yeah
I'm like Laurent Saint Yves, nigga I'm the best
I don't how to get rid of the empty feeling in my chest
Yeah
I don't know how to get better without making a mess
Yeah
I'm like prada, but she gone settle for guess
Yeah
I'm like Laurent Saint Yves, nigga I'm the best
Yeah
I got saturn lee rose on my mind
Yeah
I relapse taking drugs one more time
Yeah
When she smiled the whole world fucking shined
Yeah
When she laughed the whole world fucking cried
Yeah
When she left the whole world fucking died
Yeah
I'm so high
I'm so high, out my mind
I know what she been through, so I treat her like a blue
Treat her with respect, honesty, and loyalty
The day I left I felt sick, I caught the flu
The day I left I cried, cause of you
When I think about you, oh my god it ruins my mood
When you don't text me, oh my god it ruins my mood
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Yeah
I don't how to get rid of the empty feeling in my chest
Yeah
I don't know how to get better without making a mess
Yeah
I'm like prada, but she gone settle for guess
Yeah
I'm like Laurent Saint Yves, nigga I'm the best
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