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Ride along, let it off

Need head and love, shading (yeah)

I was strong, sinking those teeth

I know not aiding

Pour me love right down

They're working me like a violin

To dial in the rounds

I'm sincerely not bailing

Money got bad, worth a mention

Feelings gone bad out a thousand feet

I've been locked down running errands

Wouldn't get by for a table or seat

Force-fed

Unless I'm kicking bricks around the goddamn room

Always walk slowly, I do not appreciate them energetic fumes

Who walks in triumph

Who cares just so careless