My bitch fell down on her face.
Issa marble floor,
Marble tinted with her red.
I try to rise her up, up,
Tho she look like she dead.
I put her down,
Why to high to ask for help.
My babygirl got fuckedup,
Wasted in Berlin.
Took another pill,
Did it 3 times in secret.
Babygirl got fucked up,
Wasted in Berlin.
She like to fly,
She might never be landing
...
Still juggling with my feelings.
S'take only one in urgence.
S'Why you did triple double dose,
I hate when you do this.
S'You not healing,
You're hurting.
Use it don't be abused,
No need to hide it from me.
Your expression's fading.
Hold on i get used to this,
And that's the problem.
Now you should see your face.
Babyboy, you don't know what u mean.
Who's on the floor?
Knocking against heaven's gate.
She don't want me to waste,
All my time.
Caring bout' that body,
And her mind.
Didn't want me to be worried,
If she dies...
...
My bitch fell down on her face.
Issa marble floor,
Marble tinted with her red.
I try to rise her up, up,
Tho she look like she dead.
I put her down,
Why to high to ask for help.
My babygirl got fuckedup,
Wasted in Berlin.
Took another pill,
Did it 3 times in secret.
Babygirl got fucked up,
Wasted in Berlin.
She like to fly,
She might never be landing?
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