oh shit.

oh shit,

imagine that.

I took them keys,

to this bigger house,

these bigger plans,

that you had.

oh shit,

imagine that.

you’d have your way,

wouldn’t you.

we would have all these luxuries,

cause oh shit, you was telling me,

imagine that,

and we spend years doing this shit,

ripping each other apart,

and trying to get along,

inviting each other along,

and leading each other on.

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