(feat. Mr. Hudson)
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Man I wish that I could kill her
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I wish that I could still feel her
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Now I'm at the club looking for a fill up
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Bar tender make sure my drink stay filled up
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Man look at this mess I'm in
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In my darkest hours I can't see the horizons
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But I still remember her sizes
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34 25 35in
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And I'm the man to these broads
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Who one glass I could get her to my nas
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Through wall and screaming and audio applause
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I'm Mr big shot but you was my star
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Hey Juliet I guess our books done huh
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You know I ain't book smart
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Cause I just thought that was a book mark
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And we could've pick up where we left off
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Nothing left to say now
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I'll be on my way now
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I'll be moving way up, way up, way up
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There's nothing left to say now
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I'll be on my way now
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And I'll be moving way up, way up, way up
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Out of your way
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Man I wish that I could shoot her
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I wish that I never knew her
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Man what I'm suppose to do huh
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She my backbone how I'm suppose to maneuver
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And I know I said it last time,
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But I swear last time was the last time
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But now she say it's all past time
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And I feel like I see my flat line
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And I'm suppose to be a man and all
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But when you get that involved
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You got to thinking with your head
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No, your real head not the one in your pants and all
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Man she was suppose to be my baby
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Man we was suppose to see our baby
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Man I would've gave her everything
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Better life, wedding ring, everything we never seen
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I guess we'll never see it now
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Nothing left to say now
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I'll be on my way now
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I'll be moving way up, way up, way up
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There's nothing left to say now
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I'll be on my way now
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And I'll be moving way up, way up, way up
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Out of your way
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Man I wish that I could stab her
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Remember when I used to grab her
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I wish a nigga still had her
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It's gone hurt to see another nigga have her
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When I call there's no answer
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And she ain't love Big Sean she loves Sean Anderson
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Man you could probably feel me dying
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And you could probably hear her crying
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She killing me from the inside out
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Took everything in the crib that was inside out
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She priceless, and I can't afford it
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You want space baby I'll give you all of it
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So come home, home is where the heart is
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She say whenever I'm here I feel heartless
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So it's time to part then
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I beg you pardon?
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We'll be back tomorrow, no
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Nothing left to say now
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I'll be on my way now
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I'll be moving way up, way up, way up
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There's nothing left to say now
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I'll be on my way now
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And I'll be moving way up, way up, way up
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Out of your way
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Way Out
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Big Sean |