Key: C# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Porshia, I miss you girl
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Oh I'm so jealous of your new boyfriend
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I can't lie, I wish it was I; I wish it was us
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I gave you gifts but I ain't give you enough
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Look at me now,
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lonely as the man who stands on top
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And I'd take both of my hands tryna
turn back the hands on the clock
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I let you go, I let you slide
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I shoulda been tryna make you my bride,
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instead I was tryna feed you more lies
I'm at the Telly turn off my phone
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I ain't shit,
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And here I stand all on my own,
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Just missing you, all season long
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Dig for my heart and find an empty space cause
Verse 2
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on my losing streak
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Say I'm go ing through hell,
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on my losing streak
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Say I'm go ing through hell,
add one more "L" to my losing streak
Verse 3
remember me
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It's been so long, we hardly speak
No we don't talk not like we use to,
no not the least
I made some choices within my life
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I've been trying so hard to
make you proud of me
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I've been knocked down and I man aged to still
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Cause that's what you taught me,
I learned it well
And I'll dig my own grave
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born for our own good
see eye to eye
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So here I write my open scribe
In my feelings, I'm too bold to hide
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I thought my heart was too cold to cry
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I know you'll be happy to see your son with
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a college degree but that's not me
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So I had to live a little to learn a lot
everything I've got
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Verse 4
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Cause me and momma couldn't stick
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But I get stronger after every
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Say hi to Jaylen, wave at Journey,
You're all survivors
was exhausted
I almost lost it, the pain just piled up
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And lately I been a nervous wreck
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To have Milton back, I'd give my all
To keep them fed I'll give my last
No I'm not perfect, I'm nowhere near it
If that was a course, I flunked the class
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I shoulda been a better man and
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I'm tryna better than I was yesterday
before tomorrow comes
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And talk is cheap, you don't profit none
I didn't believe in angels
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They say you can't win
til you learn to lose
At war within me, virtuous me
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Tryna steal a win on my losing streak
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