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I thought....
I swear I miss u
I even wrote a Boone about u
In 2016 I was willing to die bout u
It was a high even when I lye next to u
I swear I would lie for u
Babygirl yo love was strong
I knew you’ll die for me
I’m depressed ,I’m back drinking
I know you probably like
“Wtf is he thinking”
But when I’m drunk i just be pacing
When I’m high I be contemplating
I wish the love would’ve la...
Friday 1st February 2019 12:13 am
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