rich octopus – saul gucci lyrics
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friday night, clocking out late
making my way over to your place
swisher sweets and an eighth of dank weed
we broke the bong
i guess it wasn’t, wasn’t meant to be
but still, we’re getting loud in your room
writing songs about our lives
even though those memories can cut like knives
but this is where i want to be
drinking high lifes at a house party
with the people that i never see
reminiscing on better days
and i still think that it’s so strange we parted ways
but still, we’re getting loud in your room
writing songs about our lives
even though those memories can cut like knives
but this is where i want to be
and you’re right
everything you told me
about how things change
but i wish that they’d stay the same
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