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Feel like I got nothing left to say
Remember when you wouldn't come out to play
The fear of it, happy it's out the way
You paid me some mind, I had to change
You ain't gotta say too much
My heart just spun around
I been tweakin' since the first time around
At ya' momma house, sleepin' on the couch, tryna keep it down
Since I have a lover, no more lonely nights
The type of love that you supply, can't televise
Don't need advice, plus you my vice, like what I like
You light my fire, you get me high, reach a new height
I smoke, you smoke, get lifted, we gone
From the Eastside to the tours I go on
Got too much to do, and the days don't get no longer
Cooped up for the winter, we gon' drop this love next summer
Reach a new height (ah)
We gone
Go on (oh, oh-oh)
Next summer (ah, ah)