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Verse 1
Dm
Hey
Am
Fayettenam, yeah
Bitch
Dm
Verse 2
Am
pouring liquor for the slain
like hard liquor to the brain
all this money we spent
In my mind,
maybe take the pace slow
Second thought,
In the Ville, laid low
Counting days,
I got a call, old bitch
Swear the city too small
off 'cause her titties too small
lift up that pretty blue bra
Now I'm in it deep,
I'm up in that
a nigga double back
wanna fall in love with that
and nothin' under that
Verse 3
Verse 4
like water from a spout
rush the pain from the crowd
from my soul when I speak
of all those that I reach
for how long?
try hard to maintain
at times I wonder if I'm sane
when the paranoia blends
"Will this high ever end?"
y'all niggas blow the weed
this liquor's all I need
so far away from home
got me feelin' so alone
what's lingerin' in my dome
I deal with it on my own
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