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I think it's time to let you go

Ran off with my heart and my soul

Now I think its time to let you know

That I won't be coming back home, home

First off let me start my day

Fucked up on a fucking Friday

Two pills, I'ma do 'em my way

Four blunts, roll 'em in my tray

Then I call up the bros, then I'm M.I.A

So fucked up I'm on drugs I can't feel my face

You thought it was over, you're scared of closure, overexposure

Baby you should learn your feelings, don't crash but burn your feelings

Or crash and burn your feelings

Yeah that's how I'm feeling, uh

Yeah that's how I'm comin', uh

Off the X, heartbeat racin' yeah my shit be runnin'

Ain't no sleep I'm wide awake that X be bussin' bussin'

I just sent a text straight to my ex that bitch an evil woman

I know you play with magic tricks and books I overlooked it

Not a lot of people be out here be sayin' you know

They be out here like they fucked up, but they not fucked up

You know we can it fucked up, we can get lit in this bitch

You feel me, ****?

I think it's time to let you go

Ran off with my heart and my soul

Now I think its time to let you know

That I won't be coming back home, home