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worry 'bout yourself, baby I' ll be good
I just wanna die in peace tonight
You can see it in my face so I wear my hood
Feelin like its five degrees tonight
Every bady cold where I come from
Cut your mans down you was looking for a come up
Next summer, I'll be on island with your bitch and a bottle with the pocket full of numbers
Don't sutter