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Verse 1

How many times do I gotta tell y'all I'm a rare breed
I ain't nothin' that you ever seen
string letters blow 'em out a torch like acetylene
(and by the way) I been lookin' for Coretta King
where the hell that girl go? elevate her mind
and body, got a flow that break necks when I curl toes
whole world know, word of mouth in the south
and her clothes, movin' wit that body like a fur coat
uhh, back like straps on my Girbauds
in the sixth grade, way before the mixtapes
if I ever get on, if I get the big break
swear I'm comin' back to hit it, then I'm hittin' escape
left me, (well), you about to see ya mistake
when you hearin' me collect, through the vine like grapes
you was my Olivia but then ya hit Jake
can't fake, girl it doesn't make sense
I been awake since


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If this is how it ends
imma fall back like leaves in the wind
imma just pretend that her wings up again (2x)

man it wasn't my fault

If this is how it ends
imma fall back like leaves in the wind
imma just pretend that her wings up again (2x)
hallelujah

Verse 2

Kinda like Medusa, every time I see her I be freezin'
used to be my home screen, wallpaper, couple passwords
women somethin' like birds when they leavin'
erry time you chase 'em, they flyin' higher up
got me wonderin' if I wasn't quite fly enough
did I satisfy her mind, did I keep the fire up
but who knows...she had to cut it off, and suddenly I get soft
thinkin' back on all the time I done lost like
I coulda been gettin' chocha in Copa
from strippers named Mocha wit' chokers in Stroker's
I miss her ambrosia, gettin' hella play
but we was s'posed to, register for furniture n toasters
you got somebody though, I'm sure you happy with him
'cause you never had a hard time lyin' to yourself
my pride to the left, shoulda left but I believed in her still
she popped a couple wings out her heels, imma fall back

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Verse 3

Angel
lord knows separation painful when
somebody you would die for, turn around n hate you
tryna get, better at this datin' shit
my last relationship had me starin' at the wall, an hour late to
my job, lookin' for somebody bae to rob
friends throwin' oops, I ain't tryna take the lob
I'm forever, alone and the women showin' interest but I don't
wanna cop the latest model for cologne
yeah they all different, but all the same
they chasin' Mr. Right, miss the light,
tryna counterfeit the life, the picket white
just fencin' in the pain
pretendin' that you happy for them women up the street
(you don't really care!)
I get it I ain't what you think you need
I disagree with that, but I ain't beggin' on my knees
we can both pretend, I'm, hopin' that you happy wit' somebody else
when I really wanna see that man bleed
girl pray for me

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