Key: A minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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She just packed up her bags and then
She can bust down and run around
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Had to leave the ex cause he
Always brought that gun around
And how they tried to hold her back
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But fuck her home town
doin' big thangs
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Works a little retail job for a big change
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She got a car so now
She move around efficiently
She got a card now she
hittin' the dispensary
She made some friends in
The entertainment industry
But time is wearing thin so
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Postmeridian, his callin'
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It's been two weeks
Got the number of a dealer
and she called him
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Quick transaction in
a bathroom stall then
Guess who's back in affect?
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Dropped in the corner
But she was so god damn gone
She didn't object they
messed around
She was down for the fun and
the games
Remember none of the names
rinse, repeat
Weeks in the psycho
But that dirt don't come clean
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In the night glow
she's the whore
Blow's not free no more?
Now the city's gettin' too small
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Walls closin' in
But she knows what to do y'all
She popped a pill and then
She packed her bags quick
She's just too real for this
city of plastic
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Verse 2
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She came from the desert with
A Horse With No Name
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Half awake, waitin' at the baggage claim
The pain killer that she popped
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As the plane tore off inc wore off
Little cousin picked her up in the pick up
And the minute she got in he
Lit up a big blunt passed it to her
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She made the end glow pull, puff share
Staring out the window
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Parked outside of a house on the south side
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First couple weeks
Sleepin' on the couch life
Found a roommate and got a
spot up on 24th
of a better course
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She wanted new friends that
Started hittin' up the bar just
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To let it pour did one line of coke
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And many more everybody loves her
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Is she sure? I guess it all depends on who
She doesn't hit ignore
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Until she hit's the floor
Popular with the elite and the creeps
They wear disguises like "artist"
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Just another white line fuck these pricks
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Fuck these junkies fuck this weather
It's got you actin' like a star
Shut the fuck up and march your
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Ass back up in that bar midwest
It won't be long before she jets
Surfin' this landslide
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