| Man I wanted if I said it all
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| It’s time when the records are done
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| Was it memorable? |
| You know what the fuck it was
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| They gonna talk their shit
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| I’m gonna shrug it off
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| Coming up, gave a fuck how I came across
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| Two years ago, when I couldn’t take another loss
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| Somebody better put a end to my winning streak
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| I’m not hearing 'em
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| I guess it’ll take a lot to offend me man
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| Fuck all the bullshit and mystique
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| And telling everything when it’s not pretty
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| I don’t mind
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| All for the trippy for strictly
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| Tatted on my side boy if you need a kitty
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| Pink and light
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| There’s no weight where my ex girls are
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| Watching my clips, feeling regret feels huh?!
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| In the studio so the rent bills high
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| They tell me say real
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| I tell 'em get real high
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| Find me
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| You’ve been sad for too long
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| Find me sitting up
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| For a little buzz
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| And everybody’s here
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| Yeah we did a bunch
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| Find me
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| 'Money over bitches' is what I’m hearing
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| Money without love it not appealing
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| I got too much on my plate
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| Gotta spill it in my house
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| Crackin' and blind for you to peer in
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| And my peers, they all just appearing now
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| And the older generations, kinda fizzled out
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| Swear to get up in my space when I’m sitting down
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| Tryna get a real account, what I’m really 'bout
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| But I’m really human, staring at my cup
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| Friends scare, who dared told me that’s enough?
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| I’d probably get 'em kicked outta here, in a flash
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| In the mood strikes, that’s how I’m feeling tonight
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| When I was 17 I forgot the train
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| Walked in to the show hoping everyone ignored me
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| Had to win a battle to force to record
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| Didn’t know the card but I know it was a sure thing
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| When I wasn’t confident, I was confident
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| Even when I was competent, I was on some shit
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| Like I got it, I promise, I’m positive
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| I was rapping back when Britney was hot and shit
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| You know the deal, played shows to no-one
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| I recall the first 4 kids that showed up
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| And I brought drinks 'cos it meant so much to me
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| So my recently is all grown up
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| Sorta like my friends, and my brothers and the styles so shitty
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| People telling me about my own home city
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| Now put me on the lights man, fuckin' no dimming
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| Look at what I made of all killer, no filler; |
| like Sum 41
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| Already I’ve won, already have fun
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| Already would’ve liked
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| So you know I would die for this
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| So this is our cult man
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| And mix in cool-aid just right for you
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| Find me
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| You’ve been sad for too long
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| Find me sitting up
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| For a little buzz
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| And everybody’s here
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| Yeah we did a bunch
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| Find me |