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[Verse 1]
You forgot your phone again, I ran three blocks
You left your jacket, so I picked the lock
Got your keys, your cat, your favorite snack
Even carried you home with a sprained back
I’m the one who answers at 3AM
When your ex texts “hey,” I block him again
You crash my couch, I clean your mess
But still, I do it with zero regrets
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[Pre-Chorus]
I’m ride or die with caffeine breath
Your chaos is my cardio test
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[Chorus]
I got your back — literally
Carried you outta that party, remember me?
Through breakdowns, breakups, lost ID
I’m your unpaid therapist with a degree
I got your back — no metaphor
Took your drama, then came back for more
Through fire, flood, and panic attacks
Girl, I got your back (literally) — and that’s facts
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[Verse 2]
You said, “Let’s move,” so I packed your stuff
Your books, your couch, yeah, all that junk
Held your hair when you had too much wine
Still showed up for brunch at nine
I’ll tell you straight when your outfit flops
But hype you up when you hit the shops
You say “It’s fine,” but I read the code
Already outside with snacks and a coat
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[Pre-Chorus]
You cry, I fight, you ghost, I chase
Even joined your gym — what a disgrace
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[Chorus]
I got your back — literally
Drove four hours through your jealousy
From birthdays ruined to prom night fights
I’m the plot twist in your highlight life
I got your back — you know the drill
Even signed up for your therapist bill
Through midnight tears and panic attacks
I got your back (literally) — no cap
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[Bridge – slow, emotional shift]
If the world gets loud, I’ll turn it down
If you fall apart, I’ll stick around
When you forget who you are inside
I’ll be your mirror ‘til you recognize
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[Final Chorus – full band, bigger energy]
I got your back — literally
Wouldn’t trade you for stability
From impulse trips to crying in malls
You text “help,” I climb four walls
I got your back — forever, see?
Even if you ghost, you’ll haunt with me
Through every laugh, crash, and collapse
I got your back (literally) — and that’s that
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[Outro – spoken/sung combo, fading]
Literally…
No metaphors here…
Check your trunk, your hoodie, and your heart —
I'm already in all three.
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Dayzzz
