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Hey Alex it's me
I just wanted to hit you up to see
if maybe you could give me a call
sometime and we could
Talk about what we're doing
what this is
The way it's going right now I
I'm going crazy
Won't you stay with me
Till the morning sun comes up
Come away with me
There's nothing here for you
what's there to lose
Won't you stay with me
Till the morning sun comes up
Come away with me
There's nothing here for you
what's there to lose
To maintain
that's the price of fame
Walked in lights dim
never knowing my name
Now it's sold-out shows
they try expose what I made
You a fake-ass rapper
you a hoe in a lane
And I made this life
from picking holes in my brain
I was born with a vision
Alexander the Great
And that fake love creeping
like the cancer I born
June 27th 1993 I came on
With them black fists
high and them blisters in it
Black boy white friends
he don't know different
Days spent scrubbing
on his face in the mirror
My blood bleed red so why
them homeboys whisper
Cold nights and dead friends
man I still get shivers
I still wet the bed
I remember being with you
I see vividness in places I go
I see dead bodies flying
of the ones that cut short
And these dreams that I'm living
only present to crawl
And I love you my nigga
but I'm doing the most
Won't you stay with me
Till the morning sun comes up
Come away with me
There's nothing here for you
what's there to lose
Won't you stay with me
Till the morning sun comes up
Come away with me
There's nothing here for you
what's there to lose
Won't you stay with me
Till the morning sun comes up
Come away with me
There's nothing here for you
what's there to lose
Won't you stay with me
Till the morning sun comes up
Come away with me
There's nothing here for you
what's there to lose