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yea
will you be there at my next show?
(yea fasho)
i hope i see you sit front row
you hate when im mad, change my tone
heartbreak got my heart super froze
i be tryna vent but im so
(but im so)
tired of getting pushed back alone
cold world i dont even got a coat
(no no)
white girl, she reminding me of snow

cut some ties i dont fuck with them no more
(not no more)
si- sip drank, no tris, four four
(four four)
drug addict, pop perc, do more
(ah)
high as hell on twenty second floor
(twenty second)
she tryna get me off of this dose
(hell na)
"how many did you take?" told her bout dos
(maybe bout two)
she tryn pull up, see how it go
she from the east, im from west coast
nice face, nice body
drip her out in balenci probably
im outside, yea im in the lobby
riding round, shawty wanna ride me
she got experience with Kawasaki
im throwing money i aint even counting
when im up, put my fam on allowance
lie to her face and act dumbfounded
shawty hate how that shit sounded
you can have my heart if you go and find it
im the realest one swear im the most solid
dont ask me why i dont trust no one around me
(dont ask me)
face 3.5 now im fried
(three five)
i could see it through your eyes
"dont do me wrong" im gon try
cant think, im losing my mind

will you be there at my next show?
i hope i see you sit front row
you hate when im mad, change my tone
heartbreak got my heart super froze
i be tryna vent but im so
tired of getting pushed back alone
cold world i dont even got a coat
white girl, she reminding me of snow

will you be there at my next show?
i hope i see you sit front row
you hate when im mad, change my tone
heartbreak got my heart super froze
i be tryna vent but im so
tired of getting pushed back alone
cold world i dont even got a coat
white girl, she reminding me of snow

front row

frxud