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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah.

Ay. Run to the love, run from the love congruent. I trade it all just for a call,

I promise. Build up a wall and I run straight through it.

Just for the one, just one more time, oh, baby. Give me a star, give me a sign, give me something.

Emptied it all, I'm all out, but I'm heavy.

Gave me the word and you told me, "I got it. " Pray to the sky and bust the sun wide open.

You carried it all, carried it all like it's nothing. Forgive me, I beg, I ain't know you was broken.

You told me it all and it broke my heart, baby.

I'm sorry, my love, just for how the world raised you. But sometimes I just wish you would sit and explain it.

You said what you said, but you ain't know what you were saying.

Don't push me, baby, I can't handle it, I can't handle it.

Don't press me, baby, I can't handle it, I can't handle it.

Oh, you love me, baby? I can't handle it, I can't handle it.

Go around me, baby, I can't handle it. Yeah.

I think too much, I think too much. Stuck in my head, I'm out of touch. The friends I had, I cut 'em off.

For whatever business I'm standing on. I think I'm in love and then I'm gone.

You spill your guts, I clean 'em up. You build me up, then I break down. Yeah, yeah.

Ay. Kicking in. I feel it been kicking in.

I took the red pill and found out what the truth is.

I'm tryna write a new script. Ay, baby, you my medicine.

Don't push me, baby, I can't handle it, I can't handle it. Don't press me, baby, I can't handle it, I can't handle it.

Oh, you love me, baby? I can't handle it, I can't handle it.

Go around me, baby, I can't handle it.

Yeah. She said she love my whole style and my mind too.

She tryna conquer it, might take some extra time too. She think I'm playing games, I ain't tryna to.

It's just my mama ain't around to cosign you.

Dollar sign never made the pain inside my heart shrink. Niggas wanna see you bleed, feel like it's the Shark Tank.

Don't fuck with Elon, but if I could call you, I hit Starlink. Tryna link to the stars.

Girl, you was from Baltimore, where choppers sound like the bars.

You made it out, I celebrate you. If I got it, it's ours.

Wanted to spoil you, I couldn't, guess I focus on cars. Just to fill my garage, still can't fill up my heart.

Bust my ass on my skateboard, we be at war. Wear a helmet, boy, take your little ass to ER.

What Kareem Campbell do to fit a cap in his heart?

Sorry, mama, this is just the fly shit that we on. You started it at the Ledway Count at Ross.

Clark got a attitude, she don't know you working this hard.

Man, that's Raleigh, but I pictured it like Akron, yeah. Thinking we be Gloria and LeBron.

I can't listen to Ye, mostly because he bizarre. But that Made Registration album really was ours.

Road trip to Baltimore, we rap together the songs.

Ain't bump Hey Mama in years, the tears come down too hard, yeah. But I look just like you was ours.

So when I see you in the mirror, know you can't be too far, yeah.