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Hey, my man. What's happening
Now at the moment you are, brother
Hey
Yeah, it's not really that I hold back
Stoned like topaz
Cold nights smokin' dro
Spiked with some old hash
Meet me in the city
I ain't waitin' on your slow ass
I'm more romantic when she don't like
Romance Don't ask
I know there's really nothing against me
It's really on you
If you suffer from envy
I'm learning that it's personal
And love can be risky
I hope you caught the verbiage
I uttered succinctly
But enough of that
Let me get caprese to start
I love home
But at times I'd rather be in New York
New starts never planned
When you part with the sand
Box never hand watches
To honorless hands
Stretch answers
Often you obviously can't
Be around here for long
There's a proper exam
Think you lost me on that one
Thought we were past done
Left her heart in San Francisco
And she don't want it back
She don't want it back
When she press go
your apart of that
I be tucked off
Don't look for me where the party at
hardly ask for it
But emotions react
Left her heart in San Francisco
And she don't want it back
No she don't
She don't want it back
Left her heart in San Francisco
And she don't want it back
No she don't
No she don't
She don't want it back
Left her heart in San Francisco
And she don't want it back
Damn
As the main course landed
She emphasized the ring that
Ain't on her hand and
Blinked twice smiling
Just to say that I am him
I always take her calls
That I can't just be answering
I can't give the time
To the love she demanding
I'm always trying to bring it back
To some understanding
That morning, noon, and night
Is something I can't give
But chances are
She had planned this part
What she has really access
A man and his heart
Damaging part
As everything is so unclear
In the throes of it
Where do we go from here
Man
Where do we go with this shit man
You can't
Jimmy said you can't love it
Or you can't hate it
Unless you love it
And San Francisco
Girl
You fucking played me
You really did
Every time
I saw you go through breakups
I saw you go through shit
With your parents
Nigga I was there
And you ain't there for me
I'm Mike baby
Everybody loves Mike
Except for you
Damn
Gabel what
What am I supposed to do man
Nigga I'm 27
Still single
It's just me and my hand
I'm tired of my hand
I'm just kidding hand
You know I love you
But San Francisco
Girl you better call me back
Call me back today
I am so sad without you
But I'll make it