| And so I’m judging this
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| I keep confusing them
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| Think I’m more polygamous
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| I won’t like two of them
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| Wake up in the morning
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| See the life I wanna live
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| I can’t get this jacket
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| Tryna live my life with them
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| I know I’m a prodigy
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| They say they proud of me
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| And honestly I gotta be
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| 'Cause there’s a god in me
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| Shooting for a higher self
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| A higher frequency
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| And you don’t gotta touch me
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| I can feel your energy
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| I’m going all the way
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| I drove through the rain
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| Went against our hearts
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| I’ll never lose my cool, mmh
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| Gotta her ass in Hollywood
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| That means she probably would
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| I think that narcissist
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| A shoe that probably fits
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| She don’t need attention
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| She just need material things
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| I knew she was mine
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| By the second Gucci bag
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| But there’s a emptiness
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| I know that money couldn’t fix
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| There’s a part inside your heart
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| That tells you life is bigger
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| Ooh, we still ride this shit
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| Still get fly as shit
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| I’m talking Prada shit
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| Balenciaga shit
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| I’ll never lose my cool
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| Inside this room
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| I’ll never lose my cool
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| I’m Maserati shit
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| She love that slider shit (skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr)
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| I’m asking her which ride she in
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| The Maybach or the wings?
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| Me and her we double tish
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| Through 20/20 vision
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| To keep my cool up
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| Might just need a fridge in here
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| So keep you keep it
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| There’s no worry 'bout the present
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| Future tense presence we will living in
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| President Benjamin’s coming, dividends
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| But it ain’t mean a shit
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| I give this shit away
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| To somebody who really need it
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| They know me like tempopedic
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| For the love you ain’t received
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| 'Cause when I’m gone it’s hard to reach
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| A part the reason you greedy
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| For this shit your soul don’t really need
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| I’ll never lose my cool (my cool, my cool)
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| Inside (inside, inside) this room (inside this room)
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| I’ll never lose my cool |