| Told her art is the only reason we live
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| I love creating
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| She always jumped around with some artists, she loved dating
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| She international, and I’m from the States
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| She got 3 passports
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| I got an open case
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| She love doing cocaine
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| I just smoke weed religiously
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| Study math and white wine
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| I like drunk history
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| She said she wasn’t feeling Cam, I know that’s a lie
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| Can’t see me like the dude who wrote the Catcher in the Rye
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| Hold up, hold up, hold up
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| She know I’m the best
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| She got double D’s like she cheated on the test, and got caught
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| I don’t know understand why she’s so depressed
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| I try and make her feel better and all that does is stresses her out
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| Check it out, we just flying whatever
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| Ask her about how she looks, she said you’re flying whatever
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| And my dad called me up like «don't fly in this weather»
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| And if they can’t handle the truth I hope lying is better
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| Just being honest
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| Man, I want her this is mass hysteria
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| Remember back when freestyled in the cafeteria
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| Now she grabbing on my collar so I know this is real
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| Wish that I could read minds so I could know what you feel
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| So follow me to the coast
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| I could show you what it is when we rollin'
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| Show you how to roll trees
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| And take it easy
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| Cause we never stress about shit
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| And if your plans don’t work out
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| Then baby we can just look down
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| And take it easy, and take it easy
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| And we can roll trees and talk shit
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| The best artist with an F in front of it
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| Ain’t that Michael Christmas, yea you know he bubbling
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| Smoking on the couch all my
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| Give me the dank dank go hard in the paint
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| Young Scalabrine no work getting rings
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| Me and Cam go back like OG
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| It’s been a long week let’s smoke and bed time
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| No except for jellyfish gel
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| Escalators,
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| Revenge of the nerds
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| We gonna take this shit back
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| These little badass kids
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| Nerf gun with the dicks, this shit magnum
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| If I talk less shit, this shit platinum
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| But i never gave an F or I would’ve told the world
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| Shit I woke up
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| So follow me to the coast
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| I could show you what it is when we rollin'
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| Show you how to roll trees
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| And take it easy
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| Cause we never stress about shit
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| And if your plans don’t work out
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| Then baby we can just look down
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| And take it easy, and take it easy
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| And we can roll trees and talk shit |