Thought I told you, dreams don't come true
Get your hopes up, get comfortable
I got no clue, I don't know you
And I am not sure if I want to
I wanna love you, I wanna hug you
You don't feel the same, bitch, f*ck you
F*ck the distance, makes it different
No, it's not the same, no, it's not the same
Hold the door, hold the door
I can't take this shit no more
Talkin' all this shit, no more
Soldiers, are you ready for war?
Sippin' lean right outside the store
I got cash, but I need more
Overdose, I'm dead on the floor
Right back up and pouring up a four
Hold the door, hold the door
I can't take this shit no more
Talkin' all this shit, no more
Soldiers, are you ready for war?
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Thought I told you, dreams don't come true
Get your hopes up, get comfortable
I got no clue, I don't know you
And I am not sure if I want to
I wanna love you, I wanna hug you
You don't feel the same, bitch, f*ck you
F*ck the distance, makes it different
No, it's not the same, no, it's not the same
Hold the door, hold the door
I can't take this shit no more
Talkin' all this shit, no more
Soldiers, are you ready for war?
Sippin' lean right outside the store
I got cash, but I need more
Overdose, I'm dead on the floor
Right back up and pouring up a four
Hold the door, hold the door
I can't take this shit no more
Talkin' all this shit, no more
Soldiers, are you ready for war?
Get your hopes up, get comfortable
I got no clue, I don't know you
And I am not sure if I want to
I wanna love you, I wanna hug you
You don't feel the same, bitch, f*ck you
F*ck the distance, makes it different
No, it's not the same, no, it's not the same
Hold the door, hold the door
I can't take this shit no more
Talkin' all this shit, no more
Soldiers, are you ready for war?
Sippin' lean right outside the store
I got cash, but I need more
Overdose, I'm dead on the floor
Right back up and pouring up a four
Hold the door, hold the door
I can't take this shit no more
Talkin' all this shit, no more
Soldiers, are you ready for war?