Life flipped quick, I was sittin’ on stolen racks, Nine mil in the duffle, but love caught me in a trap. Astrid had that calm, that storm in disguise, I was tryna reach her soul, deep up in them thighs. Penthouse nights, where the wolves play slick, Broke my finger in a fight, turned real quick. Sauna steam thick, two bodies in the flame, Thought it was her—nah, nah twin played. A Swede and a fiery Colombian, Thought it was Astrid, but chica played, we did the sin. Couldn’t tell them apart, the plot got thick, Living fast, life’s a dangerous trick. Guilt in my gut, couldn’t tell what was real, When you livin’ like a king, truth harder to feel. Chopper in the sky, didn’t even have a ring to put on her hand, Toastin’ to a future I barely understand. Now I’m facin’ scars that the doctor can’t treat, HPV on the chart, sins on repeat. Runnin’ through this life like I’m dodgin’ a ghost, Tryna find myself in the people I hurt most. Proposed in a chopper, champagne in hand, Dreams of love floating high over the land. But now HPV’s got me spinning around, Fast lane living, moments of clarity unfound.
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