| Day and night I smoke and look outside that window
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| Outside that window, look outside that window
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| If you ask that shit don’t help my paranoia
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| My paranoia, my paranoia
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| I’m on stage outside my cage I got these questions in my head
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| Like what you
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| Grabbing at me for, fuck nigga why you look like that?
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| She claim love but I can’t trust I keep my foot down on ya
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| Focus fuck gotta stay on the gas, M.O.B mind stay on the cash
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| Focused on me 'cause I’m next up
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| baby Tesla
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| I smoke my weed and bring my demons they ain’t extras
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| Who really real these niggas acting like some wrestlers
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| Bitch I’m Satan you gon' sacrifice a second
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| Three bitches for the orgy, mix the Henny with the Morphine
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| She did a line she did a four-piece
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| And she did this shit all for me
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| It’s crazy, what they do for the one
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| With the horns my nigga
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| They adore my nigga
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| Soon as he hit the door my nigga
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| An that’s no joke, say that 'cause I know so
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| Fucking on your bitch, I ain’t Tana Mojo
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| Bitch this that snow cone flow
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| Bitches come by the boat load though
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| Niggas stacked in the four door (woah)
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| Bitches jump on the pogo yo (yeah yeah)
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| Day and night I smoke and look outside that window
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| Outside that window, look outside that window
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| If you ask that shit don’t help my paranoia
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| My paranoia, my paranoia |