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Yeah-ayy, yeah-ayy, yeah-ayy Yeah-ayy, yeah I'm so tired of fightin', the things that I can't control Could you give me excitement, before I gotta tell you go? 808's for my heartbreak and Mary Jane for my soul Only thing I confide in, before I ever play you close You my artificial lover (You my artificial lover) My legend, my life, babe Spendin' up all of my time with you You my artificial lover (You my artificial lover) Can we make sense of this? Now you got me stressin' it Normally I don't confess to this, but- He said, "You make it look so easy" I told him "If I tell, you won't believe me" (Believe me) I could really do you so greasy (Greasy, yeah, yeah, yeah) Make you wanna step, no Yeezy I'm like OJ with the Rosé, okay HoodCelebrityy, "Walking Trophy" Holy shit, get me right, baby, then go call you a Lift It's alright, babe, that's as real as it get with you Simulator love with you Got me thinkin' like every move Stuck on the shit you do How you gon' all my best days blue? How you gon' treat me like they do you? I guess it's a process with you If I'm honest, I'ma slide for you Ride for you, 'cause that's what I do I'm so tired of fightin', the things that I can't control Could you give me excitement, before I gotta tell you go? 808's for my heartbreak and Mary Jane for my soul Only thing I confide in, before I ever play you close You my artificial lover (You my artificial lover) My legend, my life, babe Spendin' up all of my time with you You my artificial lover (You my artificial lover) Can we make sense of this? Now you got me stressin' it Normally I don't confess to this, baby You make it look so easy for me (Artificial lover) You my artificial lover, yeah Baby, baby Tell me (Artificial lover), tell me Is you gon' be, my artificial lover (You my artificial lover) Is you gon' be my lover Is you gon' be my, yeah-yeah
Writer(s): Angel Hill, Abigail Antonetty, Randy Nicholls, Lesly Toussaint Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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