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Your man on the road, he doin' promo You said, Keep our business on the low-low I'm just tryna get you out the friend zone Because you look even better than the photos I can't find your house, send me the info Driving through the gated residential Found out I was comin', sent your friends home Keep on tryna hide it, but your friends know I only call you when it's half-past five The only time that I'll be by your side I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah I only call you when it's half-past five The only time I'd ever call you mine I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe I'm a let you know and keep it simple Tryna keep it up don't seem so simple I just fucked up two bitches 'fore I saw you And you gon' have to do it at my tempo Always tryna send me off to rehab Drugs started feelin' like it's decaf I'm just tryna live life for the moment And all these motherfuckers want a relapse I only call you when it's half-past five The only time that I'll be by your side I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah I only call you when it's half-past five The only time I'd ever call you mine I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe
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