| Uh huh
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| I look up, I don’t even…
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| I think it’s funny how it go down
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| I don’t even know no more
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| Official shit
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| I’m hangin' halfway off the balcony
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| Overthinkin' 'cause my job is way more than a salary
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| Everything around me gold like I just practiced alchemy
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| I realized when it comes to girls
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| That chemistry means way more than anatomy
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| She mad at me, she been mad at me
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| I’m the livin' proof that you don’t need a master’s just to be a masterpiece
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| People passin' faster than I’m passin' weed
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| My daddy tell me, «Stay strong, son and be the man you have to be
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| Holdin' shit down, don’t crash at sea»
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| (Brrrr) Paper on my phone line
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| It’s on my phone like fax for me, that’s facts to me
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| But I don’t want it if it can’t change shit drastically, dramatically
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| 'Cause actually, I realized time’s the most valuable, actually
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| So I’m a call my favorite girl and she gon' bring that ass for me
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| And as for me, I’m a text the room number right now
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| So you ain’t gotta hit the front desk and go ask for me
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| Don’t ask for me, don’t ask for me
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| Don’t ask for me
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| Lot of shit been goin' on, things goin' wrong
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| So don’t ask for me
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| I’m hangin' halfway off the balcony
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| Overthinkin' 'cause my job is way more than a salary
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| Everything around me gold like I just practiced alchemy
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| I realized when it comes to girls
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| That chemistry means way more than anatomy
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| She mad at me, she been mad at me
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| She been mad, I’ve been on the go, on a roll
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| On a roll more than a roller coaster
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| They can’t throw me off track or slow
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| If I did, I got a long list of hoes on hoes
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| I «e un"e say I told you so
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| Heaven on earth, every night is paradise
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| I pray I didn’t die or overdose, never that
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| I kept it a hundred, never change, not even for five 20s
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| Still smokin' that 520 like it’s 420
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| On a quest for more money, more hungry
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| Just got my fortune read, she said it’s more comin'
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| Yeah I got the force but never force nothin'
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| Do it for the love, I’m Forrest Gumpin'
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| In my city I’m Warren Buffett, I mean business, the shirt is tucked in
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| The gun’s tucked in, fuck it, I’m who not to fuck with
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| Who the bad bitches gon' fuck with and lames just don’t fuck with
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| My stock’s risin', I’m goin' public
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| If I write it, it’s gon' publish
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| You’re fuckin' with the best, no discussion
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| So disgusting
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| It’s that 3 and a third shit
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| Straight up
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| I’m hangin' halfway off the balcony
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| Overthinkin' 'cause my job is way more than a salary
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| Everything around me gold like I just practiced alchemy
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| I realized when it comes to girls
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| That chemistry means way more than anatomy
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| She mad at me, she been mad at me
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| She been mad
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| Yo, yo your mom callin' you
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| Um, I’m a call her back
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| You sure dawg? |
| She keep callin'
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| Yeah for sure, for sure, bruh, I’m a call her back |