| Yeah
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| Call up, when I’m balled up
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| Chipping armor, with my arms up
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| Keep my honor, keep my guard up
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| Cause it’s all love, till it’s all up
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| Then it’s stuck there, then it’s all fucked
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| If it’s one of us, then it’s all us
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| It was all lust, when I called up
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| But I popped a pill and thought about you for the whole ride home
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| Wanna be alone till you really on your own
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| I can’t have propellers, this a no-fly zone
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| Can’t get high together 'less you brought your homegirls
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| I can’t trust us when we spend a lot of time alone
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| It ain’t nothing wrong if we talking on the phone
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| For a while while you zoned, and I’m riding to th store
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| Trying not to choke, feel the «ribbit» in my throat
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| Had on a swivel, can you keep it ten toes?
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| Even in a zone you ain’t never been before?
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| I can’t be distracted from the problems of my own
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| Contemplating gold and the selling of my soul, that’s the
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| Shit you already know
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| Shit I already told you
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| Shit you already know
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| Shit I already told you
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| If I wait for a sign, how long would it be?
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| I can hate sometimes but it’s hard to perceive
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| I can keep my thoughts like a dog on a leash
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| If they don’t back down then they all get released
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| In the upside-down it gets harder to see
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| Plenty strange things playing father to me
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| Any sane thing would have started to leave
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| Heart on my sleeve, overdressed for the heat
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| But I can’t seem to stick up for my head, dog
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| I can’t seem to wake up for this bread, dog
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| I found ways around it, I made shortcuts
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| I won’t deal with it till it’s forced up
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| Then it’s torched up, pocket staying the same
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| Some things never change, I’m hoping I’m wrong mane
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| I’d rather go sit in propane flames, than ever go sit in the rain
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| I’d rather see myself every day, than ever go see you again
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| Yeah
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| That’s why I call up, when I’m balled up
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| Dripping armor, with my arms up
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| Keep my honor, keep my guard up
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| Cause it’s all love, till it’s all up
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| Then it’s stuck there, then it’s all fucked
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| If it’s one of us, then it’s all us
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| It was all lust, when I called up
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| But I popped a pill and thought about you for the whole ride home
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| Wanna be alone till you really on your own
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| I can’t have propellers, this a no-fly zone
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| Can’t get high together 'less you brought your homegirls
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| I can’t trust us when we spend a lot of time alone
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| It ain’t nothing wrong if we talking on the phone
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| For a while while you zoned, and I’m riding to the store
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| Trying not to choke, feel the «ribbit» in my throat
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| Head on a swivel, can you keep it ten toes?
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| Even in a zone you ain’t never been before?
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| I can’t be distracted from the problems of my own
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| Contemplating gold and the selling of my soul, that’s the
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| Shit you already know
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| Shit I already told you
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| Shit you already know
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| Shit I already told you
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| When I go, bet I’m gon' leave something
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| I’ll knock twice if I need something
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| Might look back but I keep running
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| You could never match my speed running
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| I got back on my knees for it
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| Just got back on my feet from it
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| Might look back but I keep running
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| You could never match my speed, running
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| When I go, bet I’m gon' leave something
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| I’ll knock twice if I need something
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| Might look back but I keep running
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| You could never match my speed running
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| I got back on my knees for it
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| Just got back on my feet from it
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| Might look back but I keep running
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| You could never match my speed, running |