I'm The Type...
I'm the type to give my last to a total stranger and as they walk away I pray that they do nothing dangerous
It's kinda crazy when I think about it but I'm guessing that if the lord bless me then it's my job to give out blessings
Big heart I care for those who don't care for me big mouth over shadows all that heart you see I'm complicated yea I'm just trynna make it but constantly repeating that ain't gonna make it happen faster
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