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[Intro: Mary Linton]
Arthur, oh Arthur
I was just starting to dream the silliest and softest of dreams
I miss you
And I will always miss you, but I can not live like that
And it seems you can not live any other way
When I'm with you-

[Chorus]
Draco drum on me n*gga, in my bag, go dumb for me, n*gga
Got my gun on me n*gga, please don't f*cking run from me, n*gga
n*ggas ain't nun' to me n*gga, on my mom, n*ggas sons to me n*gga
Don't send that song to me n*gga, swear to God, it's buns to me n*gga
2 twin hoes n*gga from Miami
Ain't got no bros, thinkin' where my family?
Can't get no n*gga, can't get hand-me's
And my right hand tryn' scam me
And my right hand movin' iffy
And my right hand movin' fishy
And my right hand movin' s-
And my right hand movin' icky
I got 2 guns, 2 blickys

[Verse]
I got mad n*ggas tryn' flip me
I got mad n*ggas tryn' get me
I got mad bullsh*t in my kidney
I got mad bullsh*t in my liver
Keep on sippin' till I'm movin' sickly
Stop that, pus*y n*gga, stop that b*tchin'
Done got everything I was wishing for
I got 2 hoes in Atlanta
I go [?] with this hammer
I go [?] with this blammer
Put this freak hoe on camera
Round the world n*gga, like Topanga
I'll flip hella sh*t with all this anger
I'll flip all this sh*t-
I'll flip hella sh*t with all this anguish
Rex got hella sh*t they said I can't get
I might get mad, n*gga, tryna stain sh*t
[?], n*gga that's some plain sh*t
Fly than a b*tch, n*gga on some plane sh*t, oh
I got 2 bands, hold this hoe like "Dang, b*tch"
This a new whip, n*gga this that Range sh*t
Call up my b*tch, told me that I ain't sh*t
She switched [?], n*gga who you came with?
[Bridge: Mary Linton, rexv2]
-makes sense, but when we are apart, I-
See clearly that your world is not a world from which one can escape
I'm so sorry, for everything, (Goddamn) for everything long ago and for starting up that business again (Goddamn)
There's a- (Damn)

[Chorus]
Draco drum on me n*gga, in my bag, go dumb for me, n*gga
Got my gun on me n*gga, please don't f*cking run from me, n*gga
n*ggas ain't- n*ggas ain't nun' to me n*gga, on my mom, n*ggas sons to me n*gga
Don't send that song to me n*gga, swear to God, it's buns to me n*gga
2 twin hoes n*gga from Miami
Ain't got no bros, thinkin' where my family?
Can't get no n*gga, can't get hand-me's
And my right hand tryn' scam me
And my right hand movin' iffy
And my right hand movin' fishy
And my right hand movin' s-
And my right hand movin' icky
I got 2 guns, 2 blickys
I got-

[Outro: Mary Linton]
-oh, Arthur
I was just starting to dream the silliest and softest of dreams
I miss you-
-makes sense, but when we are apart, I-
See clearly that your world is not a world from which one can escape