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and in your hand around my wrist,
your starving, shivering stevia kiss
lies a feeling i'll never forget
back the i was so glad we met
cause you're my x ray
tell me how i'm not ok yet
wait another hour
wait another day
i'll never be enough for you
when will i be enough for you
cause you're my mirror tell me what you wanna hear
i never should have listened
now i'll never be enough for me
when will i be enough for me
and in your nail run down my ribs
your unforgettable aspartame kiss
lies a feeling i wish i'd forget
back then i was so glad we met
cause you're my x ray
tell me how i'm not ok yet
wait another hour
wait another day
i'll never be enough for you
when will i be enough for you
cause you're my mirror tell me what you wanna hear
i never should have listened
now i'll never be enough for me
when will i be enough for me
and though i know i shouldn't listen
know i'll never gleam and glisten
like you want me to
that mirrored, murdered you
and though i'll never reach perfection
staisfied with my reflection
can't stop me from trying
can't stop me from dying
cause you're my x-ray
tell me how i'm not ok yet
wait another hour
wait another day
i'll never be enough for you
when will i be enough for you
cause you're my mirror tell me what you wanna hear
i never should have listened
now i'll never be enough for me
when will i be enough for me
in your run down my ribs
in your starving, shivering stevia kiss
lies a feeling i wish i'd forget
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Sam
Yo lil' bitch, she thick (she thick)
But my lil' bitch, she badder (she bad)
That lil' bitch a ten, but I already hit it though
The guy already slipped it though
The guy already pimped it though
Your bitch finna snitch
My bitch tote that hammer
My bitch go bananas (bananas)
My lil' bitch don't hang up
My bitch bout' that work (work)
Don't go broke like Hammer
Gotta keep the ksh (brrt)
Too legit to jam up (hah)
Fresh up out the bricks, fresh up out the slammer, bitch
I'm fresh up out Atlanta, bitch, big 300, bitch
My neighbors think I'm selling bricks, my nephew think I'm Santa
My bitch, she on them Percocets, her sister's on the Fanta
Her daddy keep a thirty stick, I'm litter than a candle
Aye lil' bitch, aight, so if it ain't about that shmoney, make it quick
'Cause my niggas out here hungry on that "shhh"
I got a hundred fifty wrapped around my wrist (ayy)
And I just wrapped another quarter around my neck (I'm fresh out to the)