Premeditated Murder

My heart'll turn pitch black and cold if I split with my girl. If I could gift-wrap the globe, I would give you the world. Do you love me like you used to? Even though I ain't that nigga that you're used to. Remember back when I was broke, you would fix me. Do you prefer the broke me or the rich me? The broke me couldn't buy you meals, not even a value meal. And now I pay for everything, how do you feel?

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