Step out from work, two missed calls, private number but
Check the daily many years ago a man
who looked just
Mama said you were a serial killer
But I did not
Sometimes we jump the train fare, to get to where
Fates on a mission and Im riding shotgun, man
Im looking
Whispering on a cool summers day
I found my soul and
Last night my future baby mama left me,
So bring me
i been thinkin about what you said
i been thinking about
Verse 1:
Grey skies, and McDonald fries on your way home
Playing
Intro: (x2)
She said she love me but she don't know
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