Something
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Talk to me for a sec about the things to reflect
[Verse 1: Hassaan Mackey]
I used to be in love with her back when I was younger
But time away from her suppressed my mind's hunger
And in between the over-dialed number and times I heard from her
When convenience came, more than extinguished thangs
I realized I was good when she needed thangs
And she would vanish off the planet when her seasons changed
Leave my heart feeling coatless in the freezing rain
Sending letters to my residence, tryna explain
Why she had to go
Like it was something she was hiding I had to know
Hidden between a bunch of commas and passive codes
About her dreams being stretched
She couldn't find a meaning, it was too complex
Saying we couldn't be together, but she love me to death
And I should move on and not covet the stress
Can't say that I don't miss her, cause I love her to death
But she'd never hear those words if I hover my breath
I guess
[Hook: Hassaan Mackey]
Lose my mind to the memory of you
Makes me think of all the shit we been through
Lose my mind to the thought of you
Of you
[Verse 2: Hassaan Mackey]
We used to cut school, skip class for that extra lunch
Get out of school, meet the summer and still keep in touch
Rummaging through these old photographs of us
Reminds me of who you were, so I speak you up
It's been a long time coming, so I wrote a joint for you
In memory of your physical frame, staring at Po
Like damn, you and Mike look the same
Since you been gone, fami-lam, ain't too much changed
Except Bronson's name, but Jefferson's the same
A bunch of youngins starving for a taste of fame
The fiends put they lives on the line for 'caine
We do it to ourselves but won't take the blame
It's like man becomes a master to remain a slave
And his family gets to mourn him while he lays in the grave
And his kids grow up without a father to praise, a sad truth
And that's why I had to stare at your casket obtuse
[Hook]
There's something, something...
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