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Baby, yeahOh, baby, I'll pick up when you call, yeah5: 30, the car missin'No text backs or call missesI feel like we all victimsNights is gettin' longDrunk textin', I should not do PatrónI hop on the phone, turn the music up, got in my zoneDrunk textin', I should probably sue PatrónHad to do wrong order to do you rightYou gotta go through in order to give adviceIt's the price of the litty nightsI know the liquor hittin'Why when somebody break your heart, it help fix your vision?If you fall in love with a demon or a divaPray your soulmate got a soul when you meet herThe crystal ball couldn't tell me if they'll leave againProblems too extra large to share with a mediumWe fight not for flesh and blood on this levelAnd devil's advocate is advocatin' for the devilAnd love is all drainin' and stop, it's all fatalWe used to be secretive, but now it's all blatantIt's all just lost, ain't it? Watchin' it all cave inWe the topic of conversation5: 30, the car missin'No textin', just call missin'We fight and you won't listenYou right, we both trippin'It's game time, matter fact, it's Ye timeThe past year been a strange timeVisitations on FaceTimeAnd who gon' break who's heart first?Always just breaks mineLooking for blessings that God had hand meI'm tryna just raise the familySomebody should raise the nannyI'm tryna leave you aloneBut that last text was courtesy of Patrón5: 30, the car missin'Emotions is all distant, no texts, just calls missin'We fight and you won't listenYou right, we both trippin'Daddy didn't knowOoh, ooh-ooh, oohOoh, ooh, oohOoh, ooh, oohAh, ooh-ooh, ooh5: 30, the car missin'Is this what you call distance?What's up in a glass prison?Dumped up for a last visitThat does it, woah, hope that did itThat gets it, no, that did itMad with it, I thought that we had did itEverybody want too much of us, everybody except for usI don't know what's left of us, writing what's left of usTryna write what's left of us, tryna write what's left of usRunnin' up nothin' else, wanna doesEverything they said it was, everything they read it wasI don't know how bad it wasI don't know how I forget it doesI don't know how I forget it doesYou know it was, you know it is, you know the kidYou know we did and I know we didKnow this, I'ma go with it, I'ma go with it and I go with itDon finna go with it, I throw within and we goin' inOne phone for the whole list and goin' up with the thunderI can't take it, I can't take itYou a fake bitchYou don't really love Ye, go listen to Drake, bitchYou don't live in those songs, what it take, bitchGo listen to Lil Baby, go listen to Future, bitchGo soft, you don't think about your future, bitchDon't stop from the top, I'ma do with thisNow think 'bout what I'm gonna do with thisGot a lot, done a friend wrong, don't think thisCan't fall from the top for you fake bitchYou don't really love Ye, go listen to Drake, bitchYou don't wanna know what I'ma do to thisListen to Lil Baby, listen to Future, bitchBefore somethin' for the temperament for a fugitiveBefore it's done and a one and I don't love hoesYou don't love Ye, you love Moneybagg YoI done signed it, where you sign it? What he bad for?What he mad for? You a fake bitchDon't listen to me, don't listen to youGo listen to Drake, bitchListen to Lil Baby, go listen to Future, bitchBut I'm another for your future, bitchAnd I hope your baby daddy was a fugitiveAnd I hope you sign a thunder when you lose the kidsAnd I hope you think what you gonna do with thisHis last words were untrueThis last text 'cause PatronDid I say something dumb?
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