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lonely

lonely

I think God did us a favor
This shit way more than we prayed for
I can't repay him with bills made of paper
But I'm finna try anyway tho

Gold Rollies
Runs slow in the end
Girl, I know, you scared
Of dying lonely ya

Laying on my bed
No titles on my belt
Fridays overrated
So why go out again

I read the news
Some kid from a Atlanta
Went to a dance
Started to shoot
We stuck in a loop
Cuz that ain't, that ain't news

Gold Rollies
Runs slow in the end
Girl, I know, you scared
Of dying lonely ya

Gold Rollies
Runs slow in the end
Girl, I know, you scared
Of dying lonely ya

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