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I shined your shoes I poured the wine I gave you all of my time I patched your fake smile Against your friends Which apparently is a crime I gave you space You took my place And gave it to her But...

We meet at the Broken Spoke Restaurant and Lounge I lit your cigarette then you wrote your number down. On the inside of a matchbook that was laying on the bar And a fire started burning somewhere in...

Ever since a nigga had recess Motherfucker felt like a grown-up (Soulo) Momma come and bitch about a curfew I was still playing round the corner 7 years old saw my first porno Damn that fucked me up...