Left my heart in your side drawer top of them scarves by that shanel number five

attached for the notes and put it on ice when you wake never a promise but

hell of mistakes got to be honest don't want you to chase, but if I come by when you open the gate.

I need to show that a leaner.

I got a story to tell.

I need somebody to be home

and these niggas they wishing me well and you know I get down on myself

now you're better than nobody else but I'm better than what I'd have been through

too late to say that I miss you I'm turning down play all the issues

But it's late and I'm throwed and I want to come home

I'm too let it be in alone doing editing what I'm supposed to

a heaven whenever you close to me everyone now with the ghost to me

yeah you're the most not all the demons approaching me out in the deep and like open seas.

Well on my back and I'm headed to you, right now the focus is currency.

Weight of the world trying to burden me, land of the free and accrue to of me, running it up with an urgency, running it up with an urgency

like, I need a shorter to lean mind, I got a story to tell, I need somebody to be home.

When these niggas a wishy well,

and you mind, you down on myself.

Are you stressing good for my health?

Say n-nay, they know that simple.

Too late to say that I miss you.

Too late to tell you I'm home.

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