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When I was on my own, you ain’t hit my phone Tell me what this shit about, why you leave me alone? This cup will keep me gone Maybe I’m in the wrong Just tryna get back home Could never be a fake, the real in my bones I’m in my zone Talking like you know, but you don’t even really know I get behind this bitch, feel it in her soul I get back in the mode, I get back in the flow I get back in the roll, this ain’t no pick and roll What’s on my mind? They wanna know I leave ’em guessing, I’ll never tell ’em, never, no I ain’t tryna make it out of here, I went and poured a 4