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Attachment - Suprr (Ft. 16 & Quincy)
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Attachment - Suprr (Ft. 16 & Quincy)
We were falling

My heart was crawling

To things that shouldn’t matter

Your attachment was a disaster

No Suprr knows he’s dead
(No Suprr knows he dead)
Been off and on my meds
(Been off and on my meds)
I don’t need no pastor
I can find my answer
She really wanted this shit
In my all feelings n shit
I cannot wife any bitch
Leave me with plenty to stitch
You act you you know me n shit
Oh you’re my homie and shit?
Last time I checked
You
Talking out the side of neck
Id confess
I really manifested this incident
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