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MY DREAMGIRL STILL THERE WHEN I’M WOKE
SWIMMING IN WOMEN DROWNING IN WEED SMOKE
DAYTIME
YOU JUST WANT ME ALONE IN THE NIGHTTIME
SLICE THE CHEESE, GOING HALF ON CHINESE
AIR MAXES, SWEATPANTS, AND A WHITE V
CROWDED DINERS MAKE FOR GOOD CONVERSATION
WE’LL SORT THIS OVER JUICE, AND PANCAKES AND BACON
SOMETHING CHANGED, SOMETHING CHANGED YOU SAID
SOMETHING STRANGE, SOMETHING STRANGE YOU SAID
JUSTIFIED FUCK YOUS, I CAN’T TRUST YOUS
HOW YOU LYING, THEN TELL ME THE TRUTH
GOT ME IN HERE CRYING AND YELLING AT YOU
HOLD YOU DOWN, STILL TRYING WITH YOU
“I DON’T KNOW WHY YOU ENTERTAIN BITCHES”
"IT'S THE ENTERTAINMENT BUSINESS"
"FUCK YOU NIGGA"
THAT ALWAYS SEEMS TO BE MY DOWNFALL
TEXT MESSAGES SAYING I CAN’T CALL
YOU AIN’T TRAAN FIGHT BUT I AIN’T TRAAN SPEAK
YOU JUST WANNA TALK, I’M FAKING LIKE I’M SLEEP
I JUST HOPPED IN THE CAR WE GON’ DO THIS NOW
YOU REALLY AIN’T SHIT NIGGA, AND YOU ACT LIKE A CHILD
CAN’T EVEN LOOK ME IN MY FACE SOMETIMES
SO DISGUSTED, POPPING PILLS WITH A CHASE SOMETIMES
CHALKING IT TO THE SHIT THAT RAPPERS DO, GIVING NIGGAS PASSES
LEAVE THE SWEETEST DEAL A LEMON, YOU KNOW I DON’T GAS EM
WORRIED I’MA MEET A CHICK THE SAME WAY I MET YOU
WHAT’S THE CHANCES OF MEETING ONE HOT ENOUGH TO MAKE ME SWEAT YOU
CHALLAH WITH THE SAUCE, AND I ORDERED THE PUSSY
BLUNT ROLLED, PANTIES TOSSED, HIT IT SLOW IN THE MORNING
THROW MY LUGGAGE IN YOUR TRUNK, WHEN WE BACK AT MY SPOT
IF MY HOMIES AIN’T HOME GET AS LOUD AS YOU WANT
YOU KNOW ME YOU KNOW I WON’T FRONT
KNOW THE ROUTINE THOUGH I DON’T DO SHIT WITHOUT A BLUNT
WAKING UP ALONE IS THE HARDEST PART
GOING THRU A NIGGA PHONE IS WHEN THE PROBLEMS START
YOU GET A DIME WHEN I GOT A PENNY
YOU GOT A DOLLAR IF I GOT ANY
YOU A QUEEN TO ME, KOMPRESSORS ON THE WAY
LETS BURN THIS HAZE AND BLOW YOUR STRESS AWAY
DREAMGIRL STILL THERE WHEN I’M WOKE
SWIMMING IN WOMEN DROWNING IN WEED SMOKE
DAYTIME
YOU JUST WANT ME ALONE IN THE NIGHTTIME
MY DREAM GIRL
SWIMMING IN WOMEN DROWNING IN WEED SMOKE
DAYTIME
YOU JUST WANT ME ALONE IN THE NIGHTTIME
SLICE THE CHEESE, GOING HALF ON CHINESE
AIR MAXES, SWEATPANTS, AND A WHITE V
CROWDED DINERS MAKE FOR GOOD CONVERSATION
WE’LL SORT THIS OVER JUICE, AND PANCAKES AND BACON
SOMETHING CHANGED, SOMETHING CHANGED YOU SAID
SOMETHING STRANGE, SOMETHING STRANGE YOU SAID
JUSTIFIED FUCK YOUS, I CAN’T TRUST YOUS
HOW YOU LYING, THEN TELL ME THE TRUTH
GOT ME IN HERE CRYING AND YELLING AT YOU
HOLD YOU DOWN, STILL TRYING WITH YOU
“I DON’T KNOW WHY YOU ENTERTAIN BITCHES”
"IT'S THE ENTERTAINMENT BUSINESS"
"FUCK YOU NIGGA"
THAT ALWAYS SEEMS TO BE MY DOWNFALL
TEXT MESSAGES SAYING I CAN’T CALL
YOU AIN’T TRAAN FIGHT BUT I AIN’T TRAAN SPEAK
YOU JUST WANNA TALK, I’M FAKING LIKE I’M SLEEP
I JUST HOPPED IN THE CAR WE GON’ DO THIS NOW
YOU REALLY AIN’T SHIT NIGGA, AND YOU ACT LIKE A CHILD
CAN’T EVEN LOOK ME IN MY FACE SOMETIMES
SO DISGUSTED, POPPING PILLS WITH A CHASE SOMETIMES
CHALKING IT TO THE SHIT THAT RAPPERS DO, GIVING NIGGAS PASSES
LEAVE THE SWEETEST DEAL A LEMON, YOU KNOW I DON’T GAS EM
WORRIED I’MA MEET A CHICK THE SAME WAY I MET YOU
WHAT’S THE CHANCES OF MEETING ONE HOT ENOUGH TO MAKE ME SWEAT YOU
CHALLAH WITH THE SAUCE, AND I ORDERED THE PUSSY
BLUNT ROLLED, PANTIES TOSSED, HIT IT SLOW IN THE MORNING
THROW MY LUGGAGE IN YOUR TRUNK, WHEN WE BACK AT MY SPOT
IF MY HOMIES AIN’T HOME GET AS LOUD AS YOU WANT
YOU KNOW ME YOU KNOW I WON’T FRONT
KNOW THE ROUTINE THOUGH I DON’T DO SHIT WITHOUT A BLUNT
WAKING UP ALONE IS THE HARDEST PART
GOING THRU A NIGGA PHONE IS WHEN THE PROBLEMS START
YOU GET A DIME WHEN I GOT A PENNY
YOU GOT A DOLLAR IF I GOT ANY
YOU A QUEEN TO ME, KOMPRESSORS ON THE WAY
LETS BURN THIS HAZE AND BLOW YOUR STRESS AWAY
DREAMGIRL STILL THERE WHEN I’M WOKE
SWIMMING IN WOMEN DROWNING IN WEED SMOKE
DAYTIME
YOU JUST WANT ME ALONE IN THE NIGHTTIME
MY DREAM GIRL