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(Ooh, yuh get it I guess) (Okay, I'm next best friend, get the camera) (Wickes, hype me up) (Go, go, Wickes) (Best friends dancing) Yeah, fall back from the third, it's the fourth Falling down the swing on my own damn porch I asked him where to go, he said don't go north I asked him where he lives then I light that torch Wish I could get it right I tried again, I tried I tried to make it right But fuck, I ruined the night I thought I had a thought But I forget a lot I thought I got the spot Fall back into the plot Test my luck I'll roll the dice I don't care for your advice Don't go north, you'll lose your life Yeah it gets messy, close your eyes I can never get it right Every day I try and end up losing all the time I'm not good at saying bye That's why this lil strap never gonna leave my side Wish I could get it right But every time I try I always waste my life It breaks my state of mind Wish I could get it right I tried again, I tried I tried to make it right But fuck, I ruined the night I thought I had a thought But I forget a lot I thought I got the spot Fall back into the plot
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