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[Intro] |
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[Verse] |
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I just want to go to a place I don't know |
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Cameras lit by me while I play my favorite song |
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My heart beat jumping when I hear that ringtone |
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I'm only talking money, I don't like no bad calls |
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She wanna read my mind |
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But it lock, like my jaws |
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And these *****s sorry like a pillow on the wall |
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My call off jumping from the dusk to the dawn |
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And I don't ever cry cause I'm happy I'm alone |
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[Verse 2] |
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Ten thirty-three in the morning, ***** I'm smoking |
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Creations get abnormal, ***** I'm focused |
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I note this |
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Got you on a, but you open |
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*****s bite my persona |
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They wanna clone me |
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And ain't no slave, [naw] you can't own me |
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Self employed, [Ye] at the moment |
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And if you're trying to get it, got it on me |
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Wanna get it off me, that's gon' have to cost G |
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Turn into a boss now |
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These *****s wanna off me |
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Shoutout to my family |
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Raised me right and tought me |
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Never trust a soul in the streets |
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People plot things |
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I don't want to miss you girl |
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Cause the feelings start things |
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***** you I'm coming to your city |
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Know they feel me |
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Shout out to my *****s |
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And |
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Shoutout to my real queens |
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Shout to my city and, all them *****s chilling |
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Shout out my supporters know ya'll watching me progressing |
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I'mma keep it true for the music, it's a blessing |
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And I'm not trying to preach |
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I'm an artist not a reverend |
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But I gotta lead all my squads in directions |
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Follow as we mark off all the ejections |
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***** |
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[Outro] |
