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I was everything for you Ride or die and you cut me like a knife I see the full picture Not mature to handle this wifey type You through the real diamond in the sky Too thirsty to see it in your eyes Your caught in the blood fight Racing to get your flight I don't care about your knife Too blinded to set ways You'll learn tonight How a real player plays this right The flight of atmosphere in this eye I'll play along and act alright But deep inside you frightened to cross fight In blazing fires Cause it's mr and mrs smith tonight You crossed the line I'm retreating my prey tonight Breaking sparkling Your never brake me Like an og told me: Cold as a G, my hearts frozen it don't even beat So expect no apologies Expect no sympathy from me Cold as a G, my hearts frozen it don't even beat So expect no apologies
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