Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Really, really
I'm really, really, really
I'm, really, really
I'm really, really complicated
Not good at conversations
Dummy want to play me like I'm dumb
I'm dissertation
Spent a couple thou' to fly her out fornication
Bitches wanna fuck, I use that as motivation
Bad bitch, she naked in my bed, I'm on the couch
Scrolling through my telephone checking my bank account
I only put in work post the advance of the amount
I guess that makes me cheeky cheeky
It's not really really a debate that I've made tons of mistakes
Twenty sum years I'm getting old I'll be replaced
Sike, they will never find a cool kid like me
I'm fresh to death
C-c-c-cold, yeah
Really, really (I'm fresh to death)
I'm really, really, really (C-c-c-cold)
I'm really, really (I'm fresh to death)
I'm really, really, really (C-c-c-cold)
I'm really, really (I'm fresh to death)
I'm really, really, really (C-c-c-cold)
I'm really, really (I'm fresh to death)
I'm really, really, really
I'm
You ready?
Yea?
Really, really
I'm really, really, really
I'm really, really
I'm really, really, real
Hello?
Hey, what you doing?
Nothing much what's up with you?
Nothing, I miss you
You should come over
Okay I'm on my way
Do you love me?
(1, 2, 3, 4)
Ahh
Woo
Let's go
Really, really
I'm really, really, really
I'm really, really
Ahh
Fuck, yeah, yeah
I'm fresh to death
C-c-c-cold
I'm fresh to death
C-c-c-cold
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