I don't want no next plan
Got shot up in my chest, man and
I don't want no vest, man 'cause
I just want my best friend, like
I don't want no next plan
Got shot up in my chest, man, like
I'd rather see death, man 'cause
I just lost my best friend, cold game, uh
You bring them vultures to me
Closed-minded and closed off what was once open to me
See, it don't matter, I'm on tour, just caught a case, or even space
It ain't no space that I'm gon' find somebody closer to me
You see me break these hoes' heart, I watch you get yo heart broke
Then we meet up to get high and say that shit was all jokes
Too high for me to see you be that one I fall for
Ah, no, we fall back to fall off to fall short
I been on you since ninth grade, oh how the times change
Dove deep and too shallow to see how far your beauty go
Still feel I owe you for them meals that you was cooking
Probably owe you gas money all them times we hit the studio
Swear that I got you, still I feel I'm disconnected these days
You the reason I'm not affected these days, and I promise
I ain't flexing when you hit me and I read it
I'm just going through some shit, ain't into texting these days
And these days don't equal to the secrets in my room
We had no heater, I be trippin' when niggas say I don't need ya
It don't matter if I had no money in my Visa, hear my music in yo speakers
None that shit gon' ever equal to Jamesha, 'cause
I don't want no next plan
Got shot up in my chest, man and
I don't want no vest, man 'cause
I just want my best friend, like
I don't want no next plan
Got shot up in my chest, man, like
I'd rather see death, man 'cause
I just lost my best friend
Come close these holes, baby
(If you love somebody, you should make sure you tell them)
Come do some soul-saving
(If you love somebody, you should never leave them)
Come close these holes, baby
(I love you, I love you, I love you, you love me, you love me)
Come do some soul-saving
(Thirst 48, Thirst 48, Thirst 48)
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