| Yo Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?
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| Metro on the beat, Metro on the beat
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| If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon' shoot you
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| You know I change with the seasons (yeah I change, change)
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| The same way I’m coming bitch I’m leaving (yeah I’m out)
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| And when I’m gone you won’t see me (gone)
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| Unless you give me a reason
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| V12, I got a need for speed
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| Only time I’m slowing down is in between her knees
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| Might tell her ass to leave when I need to breathe
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| Lil Metro on the beat, push the keys with ease
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| I flew out every airport, of course God is my source
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| When you do the numbers it gets taxing of course
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| Somehow I just kept it twenty-five times four
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| Kill the shows, kill the pussy, they both want an encore
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| Like go Don, go
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| Gave everybody 'round me jobs
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| Fuck a job corps, bitch we on the top floor
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| Working like we still tryna get it off the ground though
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| And if you not contributing bitch then fuck you 'round for?
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| And if I split these blessings with you you my brother
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| If I don’t text you back then I don’t trust you
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| If I pick up on the first brrt I love you
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| And if I tell you all my secrets you my lover, yeah yeah
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| You know I change with the seasons (yeah I change, change)
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| The same way I’m coming bitch I’m leaving (yeah I’m out)
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| And when I’m gone you won’t see me (gone)
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| Unless you give me a reason
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| You know I move with the seasons
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| The same way I’m coming bitch I’m leaving (yeah I’m leavin')
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| And when I’m gone you won’t see me (you won’t see me)
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| Unless you give me a reason
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| Yo them girls don’t need me
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| I learned them girls don’t need me
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| Girls don’t need me
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| So why do they always hate to leave me?
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| Remove my pants, I won’t be needing these
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| Pretty girl gon' tell me pretty please
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| I change like the season
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| My old girls, I really don’t see them
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| I think these boys don’t like me, want to fight me
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| But they don’t talk to my face like they do on IG
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| I guess it bring the best out of me when they doubt me (for sure)
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| Fucked up how my mind be, maybe the mayhem calm me
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| Bring competition 'round me, eat 'em alive like zombies
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| I think I got insomnia, up all night to the morning
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| Turn my phone off 'cause I got a higher calling
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| And for the gold metal I keep my foot on the pedal
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| Keep my girls on rose petals, keep runnin' into the devil
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| Beat his ass every time, next time I’ma bring a shovel
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| To put his ass in the dirt and then laugh 'til it hurt
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| And I’m in rare form like Jordan airborne
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| I’m here there and gone, lowkey it’s baritone
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| She love my pheromones, I’m 'bout to take this trip
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| And I can hold your hand instead of this carry-on, gone
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| You know I change with the seasons (yeah I change, change)
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| The same way I’m coming bitch I’m leaving (I'm out, yeah I’m out)
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| And when I’m gone you won’t see me (bye, gone)
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| Unless you give me a reason
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| You know I move with the seasons
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| The same way I’m coming bitch I’m leaving (I'm out)
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| And when I’m gone you won’t see me (you won’t see me)
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| Unless you give me a reason |