If I like you, I like you.
I put my everything into you.
I support you.
I love you.
I'll ride and die for you.
I'd kill.
For you.
I just hope he sees and recognizes or he'll be sounding like Bryson Tiller on his next mixtape.
But.
I'm not going anywhere.
I work hard for what I want.
Is it thirst?
Possibly. Little bit.
But it's with good intentions.
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