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Lost a couple guy friends to a couple girlfriends If I had it my way, we would talk in person Talk about the crime rate living in suburbans Want the real thing, not another version I'm like "Did you even call, call, call?" Never did no wrong, you think you know it all, all, all Not a problem 'bout it, I heard 'em all, all, all But I hate to see you fall, fall, fall Yeah, aye Why you gotta play it like this? You know where it's going but you never really meant it Why you roll a fake id? When you got no idea how to deal with commitment Aye, you got no idea You got no idea how I am feeling Yeah No idea and we still ain't speaking Lost a couple guy friends to a couple girlfriends If I had it my way, we would talk in person Talk about the crime rate living in suburbans Want the real thing, not another version Lost a couple guy friends to a couple girlfriends If I had it my way, we would talk in person Talk about the crime rate living in suburbans Want the real thing, not another version Aye, you got no idea You got no idea how I am feeling Yeah No idea and we still ain't speaking 24-7 is was ASAP, see you in the next week I'mma gonna let the text speak move onto the next scene, yo Post it just to text me, do you even see me? Put me on a CC, woah Last summer you went MIA I ain't begging you to stay Never knew that you would change, yeah Okay, I wrote about a silhouette Baby I got nothing left, oh Lost a couple guy friends to a couple girlfriends If I had it my way, we would talk in person Talk about the crime rate living in suburbans Want the real thing, not another version
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