| Even if you heard me, I wasn’t speaking
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| Tell me that you saw, no, I wasn’t peeking
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| Don’t let my ghost be forsaken
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| I was waiting on y’all to fill my grave in
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| 'Cause you know I’m so much better
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| Run it 'til it’s just right
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| I been watching the whole time
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| My particular is not pride, yeah, yeah
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| Fuck those whispers in your circle
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| I will never lean in
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| Snakes redefining terms
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| And they named us best friends
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| Pigeons were birds that we tried saving
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| But I’ll never waste time on the same bitch again
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| 'Cause I can be so much better
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| Anticipate the sunrise, it will buy you some more time
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| I won’t see you in my next life, yeah, yeah
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| 'Cause I’m made to be better
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| No, I was never worried 'bout the pressure
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| Say I’m up next but whatever
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| You’d have that be lies, that wouldn’t be wise
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| You know it could be better, better ('Cause I could be so much better)
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| Oh, disconnected phone lines
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| I’ve been calling my whole life, yeah, yeah
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| Apprehended confines, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, oh
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| Yo, I wasn’t really mad and I had no reason
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| Your competition’s fake, it all comes in seasons
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| There’s only one Ama who they mean when they say it (Ama, who?)
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| I’m all over mood boards at your label
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| Oh I see you tried (Aw)
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| The city raised me good, born in '98 (N-16)
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| Oh, come for me again, that’d be your mistake
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| I ain’t violent, but you won’t be safe
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| No need for it, my pen works in other ways
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| Better, better
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| Anticipate the sunrise, it will buy you some more time
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| But I still won’t see you in my next life, yeah, yeah
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| 'Cause I’m made to be better
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| No, I wasn’t even thinking 'bout the pressure
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| Say I’m up next but whatever, whatever
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| You’d have that be lies, that wouldn’t be wise
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| You know it could be better, better ('Cause I could be so much better)
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| Oh, disconnected phone lines
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| I’ve been calling my whole life, yeah, yeah
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| Apprehended confines, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, oh (Apprehended confines)
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| You won’t catch me grieving (Won't)
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| I’ll make time this evening (Catch me grieving)
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| I run into fires, yeah, you seen it
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| 'Cause I’ve mastered this blaze before
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| I’m so sick, yeah, of weeping (Of weeping)
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| Don’t take mine for weakness (Don't take mine for weakness)
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| The same shit that you be speaking
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| Let’s see who survives at all
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| 'Cause I’m made to be better
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| No, I don’t give a fuck about your pressure (I don’t give a fuck about your
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| pressure)
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| Say I’m up next but whatever
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| You’d have that be lies, that wouldn’t be wise
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| You know it could be, could be, could be better ('Cause I could be so much
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| better)
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| Oh, disconnected phone lines
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| I’ve been calling my whole life, yeah yeah
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| Apprehended confines, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, oh
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| Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ooh)
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| (Oh, dis-, oh, dis-, oh disconnected phone lines, yeah, yeah)
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| What’s up?
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| Hello, you okay? |
| You called me, sorry, I was in the shower
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| Um, so, I think it’s finished
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| You think what’s finished?
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| The EP…
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| No?!
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| Yes!
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| What?
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| Fucking finally! |