| Hop in this plane and get high
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| I don’t need problems, I smoke
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| Maybe it’s all in my mind
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| Trapped in the city with no where to go
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| Hop in this plane and get high
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| I’ve been having all these ups and downs
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| God, can you please tell me why?
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| They only love me when I’m not around
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| They only love me when I’m not around
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| My ex bitch has got me in a mess
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| Hit the studio, go and jot it down
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| Always shit I’m gettin' off my chest
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| Pullin' up in whips that I can’t pronounce
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| Wonder what city we hittin' next
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| Gettin' high as fuck, got the Waffle House
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| I don’t need anyone to count the cheques
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| Do my own books, got my own clothes
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| Lamp City, set my own goals
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| Ups and downs, how this life go
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| Only the ones livin' life know
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| Goin' full speed, 'cause I almost died
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| All these kids talkin' suicide
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| I’m just tryin' let them know there’s something more
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| That’s the only shit I do this for
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| Hop in this plane and get high
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| I don’t need problems, I smoke
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| Maybe it’s all in my mind
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| Trapped in the city with no where to go
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| Hop in this plane and get high
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| I’ve been having all these ups and downs
|
| God, can you please tell me why?
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| They only love me when I’m not around
|
| Hop in this plane and get high
|
| I don’t need problems, I smoke
|
| Maybe it’s all in my mind
|
| Trapped in the city with no where to go
|
| Hop in this plane and get high
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| I’ve been having all these ups and downs
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| God, can you please tell me why?
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| They only love me when I’m not around
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| Shit, this lifestyle got me stressin'
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| Rollin' up when I’m in the session
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| Too much pain, I ain’t tryin' to think
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| Fuck the depression, go get some ink
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| Seeing foreigns driving up the block
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| I ain’t got it yet, I know I’m hot
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| I gotta make it, I won’t ever stop
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| See the hustle, so she give me top
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| Instagram girls in the DM
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| In public, pretending I never seen her
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| Fuck your discussion, just send a deal
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| Ain’t doing the show if there’s no
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| Ain’t they gon' let me smoke backstage?
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| I won’t go back to them past days
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| Dark clouds, turned 'em matte grays
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| For the BM dubs, or the Panamays
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| Out in Turks, gettin' my tan on
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| She used to sleep with the fan on
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| We would just smoke and forget the world
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| Now I just got all these damn songs
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| Just the life of an artist
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| Where I always go the hardest
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| Good weed in the cartridge
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| So I’ma live it up regardless
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| Hop in this plane and get high
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| I don’t need problems, I smoke
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| Maybe it’s all in my mind
|
| Trapped in the city with no where to go
|
| Hop in this plane and get high
|
| I’ve been having all these ups and downs
|
| God, can you please tell me why?
|
| They only love me when I’m not around
|
| Hop in this plane and get high
|
| I don’t need problems, I smoke
|
| Maybe it’s all in my mind
|
| Trapped in the city with no where to go
|
| Hop in this plane and get high
|
| I’ve been having all these ups and downs
|
| God, can you please tell me why?
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| They only love me when I’m not around |