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uh listen my grandma past when i was eight
lonely nights i would lay
then my bed began to sway
damn it feels like yesterday
i visited her everyday
im gonna make it thats what she used to say
i wanted her to stay
in that hospital i would pray
for another day for her to live and for to hold
me tight just another night that equels one less fight
i just wanna make it right
i just wanna take flight so i can be with her and those angels
all up in the sky but man thats my grammy speech man
thats my grammy speech

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youngballer01
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