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Late night, pharmacy runs

Grippin' my dick while I'm grippin' my gun

Cousin a day trader, not lookin' out for anyone

St. Alize at Port Beach, stepped outside the movie theater

So you could call me, bad news, watched the best dog run beat

And I was havin' a good week

You could've just texted me

It had been two years, I was still recovering

And I love Jesus, but goddamn, he's testin' me

Bitch ass, you could've just texted me

Took you this long to say you're sorry

You could've just texted me

You could've just texted me, yeah

I've done my part

Knowin' my absence was enough

Does it feel good?

Knowin' how you done messed me up

I been gettin' fresh air and meditating

No longer care about this conversation

You feel guilty (Guilt), well, that's good for you

I will partake in finding some kind of truth

I lived through you

It had been two years, I was still recovering

And I love Jesus, but goddamn, he's testin' me

Bitch ass, you could've just texted me

Took you this long to say you're sorry

It had been two years, I was still recovering

And I love Jesus, but goddamn, he's testin' me

Bitch ass, you could've just texted me

Took you this long to say you're sorry

You could've just texted me (You could've just texted me)

You could've just texted me

You could've just texted me

Oh, oh