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I smiled at her before start singing. "I don't wanna be broke when I D-I-E Wanna be livin' it up in VIP Tryna get in the club, they wanna see ID want me to wear nice shows and a T-I-E, I've been workin' and gettin' by but that ain't enough to satisfy 'cause I got dreams for you and I, so I got money on my mind so if you wanna stack it up, man, you gotta work for it ain't nobody gonna be doin' it for ya"

"You're really good, Red. But..." "It's sad, right?" Red said, continuing his words. "Do you know what it means?" He shake his head. "It's when you like someone but he doesn't like you back. That's why it's sad." Red suddenly laid on his shoulder making him flinch. "I honestly don't think I can ever finish that song. And if I did, I'll probably die from sadness." "Red, what are you-" "You're this close to me and yet you're so far." He whispered as he traced his chin through his finger. "I really hate sadness but you are the reason why I'm sad so I don't really mind it." He then moved away and fixed his guitar.

For who? Air rushes out of my lungs and my insides knot. She cannot have a kid for another man. I scroll through Mama Mace’s page. It’s either a new account or she doesn’t post often. There are only three videos. Her most viral being the one with our sound. I tap on the second video, and my heart twists into itself. “She’s singing about us,” I say to no one in particular. My knees buckle. I slide down to the floor, toss Sam’s phone to him, and bring out mine to view the videos. The lyrics of the song are on the screen instead of her face. It’s the chorus of Tangled sheets. Our song.

“I used to be so tough Never really gave enough And then you caught my eye Giving me the feeling of a lightning strike. Look at me now, I’m falling I can’t even talk, still stuttering This ground I’m on keep shaking Oh oh oh now! All I wanna be, yeah, all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah Is somebody to you All I wanna be, yeah, all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah Is somebody to you! Everybody’s tryna be a billionaire But every time I look at you, I’m just don’t care

Love me like you do, love me like you do Love me like you do, love me like you do Touch me like you do, touch me like you do What are you waiting for? Love me like you do, love me like you do (like you do) Love me like you do, love me like you do (yeah) Touch me like you do, touch me like you do What are you waiting for? I'll let you set the pace 'Cause I'm not thinking straight My head spinning around, I can't see clear no more

'Cause with you my heart pops corn out of my system candy-colored lipstick Crystal waves I feel it every time that you are winking legs weak I know the lyrics are weak love is cheap but expensive drums are beating in my stomach and popcorns came from my heart cause why are you the only one that I like? I guess staying here is worth it after all.

🎶None of them can't don't like me🎶 🎶None of their bitches ain't doin' it like me🎶 🎶My whole ting diff, know your feelin' it high key🎶 🎶I know what your thinking I'm all in your psyche🎶 🎶Any time you come around, you calm my anxiety🎶 🎶Got me feeling some typa way🎶 🎶Call my phone any time ah day🎶 🎶Can't lie, you been on my mind all day🎶 🎶Don't hesitate to come and slide my way🎶 🎶Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah🎶 🎶Typa way🎶 🎶I can make you feel some typa way🎶 🎶Buss a little twist, girl whine your waist🎶 🎶Omo you dey fine, no ramp or play🎶

I'm an alien I'm an alien I'm an alien I'm an alien I'm an alien I'm an alien I'm an alien I got money on my back Money on my cheek Money in my sock Money in my cheek Money money yee Money money yee Money money yee Money money yee uhnn [Verse 2] Mama ask me why why why I do what I like I do what I like Siblings right Mama it's my right If she was right I'm about to sprite If she was right About to spriiite... It's gonna change my life It's gonna change my life It's gonna change my life It's gonna change my life... Aaaauugh They don't... [ Chorus ] They don't understand, they don't understand, I'm an alien I'm an alien I'm an alien I'm an alien I'm an alien I'm an alien I got money on my back

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His eyes softened, calm in a way that made me listen. “You’ve fought through things most of them couldn’t handle for a week. So if some faceless troll behind a screen wants to tell you you don’t deserve this, maybe bring back the old Mira, the one with sass and no filter, and give them a big middle finger.” I couldn’t help laughing, the weight in my chest easing a little. “Wow, you’re really good at this pep-talk thing.” His lips lifted slightly. “I’ve had practice.” “You know what’s funny? They’re saying I slept with you to get your help, and I haven’t even done that yet.”