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I woke up to the feeling of missin you
stuck on my dumb shyt,I called you
they say feelings and liquor don't mix
maybe their right cus I'm on my drunk shyt
Ain't seen you in a min, fell quick
missed your touch now we on sum fuck shyt
what I thought I needed most you gave me it
even if it was a quick fuck
then on to the next shyt
Months went by, I know u got my text shyt
said I'm pregnant, you text bk it ain't mine
aboard it.fuck you type shyt
I wont sit around on sum crying weak shyt
we fuck up to learn a lesson
this new life is mine
God gave me it..
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