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My REMEDY TO TRANQUILITY


Can you be the one that can fix me I'm f*cking tired of sipping Hennessey I know my past haunts those close to me But that's how life is supposed to be To be honest with you I don't want you I need you I know I did you wrong I chose the money the hoes I chose those niggas who were my bros I felt like I was scared of committing to us Let's be honest it was f*ck love no trust But my insecurities got the best of me. For that reason I'm sorry for not being there. For caring enough I miss you. This fame is nothing without you I mean I got the power the money the glory and sadly
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