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Cute Like Aspen

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Yeah, I was on pain relievers cutting my wrist
Cause I was just tryna feel sum'
Girl you know I don't even buy you that type of shit
So where you get them heels from?
I would hate to go pro, look with how I feel
And you try to make me feel dumb
I hate when broke ass nigga always talking shit
Keep swearing he gon' kill sum'

I done cried so many times, when I break down crying, don't know where I got my tears from
Yeah, you know I love you, don't say you hate me, I'm bleeding from my ear drums
Told her I was fasting, came home sedated, she like Where you get the pills from?
Yeah, had a talk with my brother, he told me: Chill, no I don't care if it's the real one

I want a cute girl like Aspen
She stayed down, get her Cartier
Told me if I loved her, tell her that I do, I said: I swear
She asked me to stop drugs, but I cannot
I love them like Rick Ross [?]
She not different from these other niggas, we can go make love in Paris
Percocet's me and my body, I might OD
Tryna make sure I'm always cherished
Reminiscing about the first time we met
Stomach spinning like a fair
Uuh, we went on a date, I passed out on pills
Now I'm embarrassed
I'll buy you anything, clothes and jewelry
But no not Claire's
I'm getting drunk if I went down the stairs
I gave my all, but you ain't care
Girl your my bitch, so I'm gon' share
When I get paid, pay for your hair
I know a nigga who against praying
But he at a church asking if he can get scared
And I know [?], so I put it on my sleeve and I wear it
Yeah
Girl you know we just alike, think you the one like [?]
I was in my feelings, madder than a bitch
Girl don't even check that message
She wanna come and see me, she know I'm lying
I never told her nothing
I know depression hard, tryna do what you love and you don't even got no [?]
She my anecdote, bitch so bad can't tell her No
All these faces I keep seeing on stage, wanna see yours at my show
Mama told me she hate that I [?] pills, she said she hope I choke
I wrote names that did me bad, tryna get them gone like death note

Yeah, I was on pain relievers cutting my wrist
Cause I was just tryna feel sum'
Girl you know I don't even buy you that type of shit
So where you get them heels from?
I would hate to go pro, look with how I feel
And you try to make me feel dumb
I hate when broke ass nigga always talking shit
Keep swearing he gon' kill sum'

I done cried so many times, when I break down crying, don't know where I got my tears from
Yeah, you know I love you, don't say you hate me, I'm bleeding from my ear drums
Told her I was fasting, came home sedated, she like Where you get the pills from?
Yeah, had a talk with my brother, he told me: Chill, no I don't care if it's the real one

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