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iluvvmyclique - goodbye, for now. lyrics

look in your eyes and they always glisten
but you just never listen
lookin’ for you, cus’ it’s you i’m missin’
yeah it’s you i’m missin’
why are you never by my side?
i thought you said you down to ride
yuh, but i guess i was wrong
and i’m dumb for believing that sh+t
knew that i was just seein’ some sh+t
me and you was like lilo & stitch
oh well, it’s over now
now we both look like clowns
i guess that’s just our luck
what goes ’round comes around
yuh, what goes ’round comes around
yuh, it comes around
what goes? what comes around?
what goes? what comes around?
yeah
look in your eyes and they always glisten
but you just never listen
lookin’ for you, cus’ it’s you i’m missin’
yeah it’s you i’m missin’
why are you never by my side?
i thought you said you down to ride
yuh, but i guess i was wrong
and i’m dumb for believing that sh+t
knew that i was just seein’ some sh+t
me and you was like lilo & stitch
oh well, it’s over now
now we both look like clowns
i guess that’s just our luck
what goes ’round comes around
yuh, what goes ’round comes around

remember when we used to struggle
used to run it up, pay it for doubles
we’d get tryna stay out of trouble
but these b+tches, they birtin’ my bubble
i been tryna stay up on my hustle
well, i’m pretty sure you can tell by the muscles
at 5am we really tussled now
we got money inside of this duffle
we had no money for some shoes
now i’m steady rackin’ up these boots
had to run it up, make it move
spent seven nights on the move
runnin’ it up with my dudes
i was strugglin’ stayin’ in this dumb b+tch
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woah, woah, aye, ooh
put that boy up on the seat, he gon’ blast us
[?]
wonder why they hatin’, so i’m finna ask ’em
money, you see how it’s comin’ in faster?
i’m not a sensei b+tch, i’m not a master
comin’ in hot, finna cause a disaster
b+tch for real bad, but i’m lookin’ right past ya
[?]

she said that she love me, but she cheatin’ and it’s sad
forgot about that hoe, i drove 2 sacks and dropped the bag
droppin’ off the top i up the score, i’m poppin’ tags
droppin’ off they bodies like i’m droppin’ f+ckin’ mags
f+ck everyone, yeah i need you for me
not even [?]
wanna run up, catch a shot to your spleen
catchin’ up money, was doin’ the scream
one, two shotin’ yo’ spleen, in yo brains
[?]
[someone finish this i’m too tired]

- iluvvmyclique lyrics

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