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Brand new whip with the suicide doors
They don’t know bout the Cuiecyde Note
Just want love he a disco kid
He walk around with a disco stick
Don’t leave without it so he's always ready
Kills for love his heart is always heavy
Kills for fun his aim is always steady
Me or you it seems as good as any
They set traps hoping I don’t know
Sit back cause the pack don’t fold
Split packs and yak don’t float
I been on this shit the long road
You don’t know the shit that I know
I may not be here tomorrow
So i’ma do this shit till I go

Forgive me if I look too deep inside
But I’m just tryna get to know
The people that we used to live beside
They all try to let me go
And I don’t know where i’ll end up tonight
But I just hope it’s next to you
I promise everything gon be just fine
You just gotta lose control
And I don’t know where I can go to feel alright
So the smokes held high and my head low

I’ve been gone for a little minute huh
A lots changed since I’ve been away
I just had to handle a couple things I was always coming back home
I swear to fucking God I missed ya

Body’s hot as lava, heart is colder
Say she love you but her heart is broken
It ain’t mine but babymamas calling
Asking when I think I’m coming over
Trauma bonds are broken by the morning
Wish we knew when days are really golden
Nights are cold and tears have fallin frozen
Wounds we hoped would close are pouring open

Know this ain’t the shit you bargained for
Hide your love and run and lock the door
Had my heart done dragged across the floor
From New York and on to Baltimore
This ain’t want you wanted, now you need it
Yeah I know that you done lost it all
Know I'll always love you if I’m breathing
Really hate that the pains the cost of growth

Brand new whip with the suicide doors
They don’t know bout the Cuiecyde Note
Just want love he a disco kid
He walk around with a disco stick
Don’t leave without it so he's always ready
Kills for love his heart is always heavy
Kills for fun his aim is always steady
Me or you it seems as good as any
They set traps hoping I don’t know
Sit back cause the pack don’t fold
Split packs and yak don’t float
I been on this shit the long road
You don’t know the shit that I know
I may not be here tomorrow
So i’ma do this shit till I go