You taught me how to breathe, I stopped being in my head (My head)
Girl, tell me how to breathe, it's always out of reach
Reachin' back into your closet
Grabbin' my old jeans with the holes up in the pockets (Yeah)
I'm watchin' from far away (Away)
Very simple, baby, I'm sure you can have a say
Away, away from all these other people
The neighbors are cryin' 'cause we posted up at the steeple (Steeple)
I'm feelin' different these days
I wait and I pray (Yeah)
You taught me how to breathe, I stopped being in my head
Tell me how to breathe (Yeah), it's always out of reach (Yeah)
It's always out of reach (Yeah)
It's always out of (Yeah)
It's always out of
Yeah, it's always out of reach
Fallin' out over a text
My bitch is so sexy, she know she the best
The Benz, the Bimmer, the Audi is next
I audit my label to see all of the bread
Comin' in, no covenant, I'm pullin' strings, rock Cullinan
Ozweego, Raf Simons
Where I go, you come with
I'm pullin' up to all the places I don't know
Places I don't go, places I can't show my face, hoe
I got the game in a headlock
Unbreakable just like some bedrock, yeah (Bitch)
You taught me how to breathe, I stopped being in my head (My head)
Girl, tell me how to breathe, it's always out of reach
Reachin' back into your closet
Grabbin' my old jeans with the holes up in the pockets
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