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Samson
Samson
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Samson Szakacsy
Samson Szakacsy
Songwriter
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Samson
Samson
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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Aye, pulled up in that old school
Do I know you?
I don' know if I'm dreamin' or
I'm just layin' here unconscious
Have to pardon my mind
I'm just still tryin' to pull through
Worst day when you come home
And you lost one you were close to
Now I'm back to my old shit
That flow shit, just for you
I don't know if you can hold my heart, love
It's so heavy
Will say I was hoppin' that we could go steady
I was just so broke in the day that you met me
[Verse 2]
She was just like, omg, I
Have to go
Oh, but if you want, I
Know someone who you could talk to, oh
But is she down to smoke? (What?)
Is she down to smoke?
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I got a pocket full of money
Love, I'm comin' home
And you can tell me all your secrets
What you runnin' from?
And we can roll one up and smoke it
Till the summer goes
It's just, how could I not hold you
When I see you low?
N' talkin' like OMG, OMG
Think I'm fallin', will you roll with me
Hurry please because the mornin's commin'
How could I tell a lie
I just met you, but your suicide
It's do or die
[Verse 4]
She was just like, omg, I
Have to go
Oh, but if you want, I
Know someone you, you could talk to, oh
Oh, but is she down to smoke? (What?)
Is she down to smoke?
Written by: Samson Szakacsy
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