GLAMOURBOI DEVON 69 WITH MARIAH MZOHSO KYLIE

Listen man, you can still do what you wanna do, you gotta trust that shit

Heard once that in dire times when you need a sign, that's when they appear

Yet since my text message didn't resonate, I just sat here

Hate the fact my mother pooped up in her apartment

Telling herself that she's too sick to get dressed up and go do shit

Like that's true shit

And all my family from the M-town that I've been 'round

Start treating me like I'm him now

Like we don't know each other, we ain't grow together, we just friends now

Shit got me feeling pinned down, pick the pen up and put the pen down

I'm writing to you from a distance like a pen pad but we been down

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

There's no need for us to rush it through

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

This is more than just a new loss for you

Oh, don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

There's no need for us to rush this through

Oh, don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

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