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    (Perfect)
    (Haha, Internet Money, bitch, haha)
    Okay
    Look, uh

    Okay, I'm drunk and it's late, I've lost all of my patience (Oh, oh)
    I'm 'bout to get high, pass me the spliff, bitch, I'ma face it (Oh, oh)
    Young, rich and wasted, probably on your bitch's playlist (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
    I know they got a lot to say about me but won't say shit to me (Uh-uh)

    Uh, smoking on that green (Oh yeah), hell nah, oh, please
    Oh that's your bitch? Then why she with the gang all up on her knees?
    You want a better future with her, but that bitch is for the streets
    Let her blow it in the breeze, get her mind, now she can't speak

    I can't leave that shit in the past
    Yeah, we used to be cool (Cool) and you used to make me laugh (Laugh)
    But um, I can't be the man that you asked (You asked)
    I just accepted that this shit will never, ever last

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    Okay, I'm drunk and it's late, I've lost all of my patience (Oh yeah)
    I'm 'bout to get high, pass me the spliff, bitch, I'ma face it
    Young, rich and wasted, probably on your bitch's playlist (Oh yeah)
    I know they got a lot to say about me but won't say shit to me

    Uh, smoking on that green, hell nah, oh, please
    Oh that's your bitch? Then why she with the gang all up on her knees?
    You want a better future with her, but that bitch is for the streets
    Let her blow it in the breeze, get her mind, now she can't speak

    Rockstar lifestyle, on my Cobain shit ('Bain, yeah)
    Got blacked out drunk and forgot who I came with (Came with)
    Went home with two basic hoes, fuck it, I was faded (On one)
    Got your bitch, she passed me the spliff, fuck it, I'ma face it

    Okay, I'm drunk and it's late, I've lost all of my patience (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
    I'm 'bout to get high, pass me the spliff, bitch, I'ma face it
    Young, rich and wasted, probably on your bitch's playlist
    I know they got a lot to say about me but won't say shit to me

    Uh, smoking on that green, hell nah, oh, please (Oh yeah)
    Oh that's your bitch? Then why she with the gang all up on her knees?
    You want a better future with her, but that bitch is for the streets
    Let her blow it in the breeze, get her mind, now she can't speak (She can't)

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